Presumptions

Thierri felt an overwhelming sense of disgust roll through him as the woman spoke in the pitiful manner of a child or a noble who had not learned the ways of the world in much the same way that the nobles of the Timber Crag Kingdom did. Being lost was a forgivable crime, especially if someone could admit their failure of logistics with a degree of determination to right their wrongs. However, the tinge of hopelessness and panic that invaded the woman's voice was enough to drive him insane. How could he possibly believe that this frail, incompetent wench could have been the Master Assassin that killed his father?

He was debating on walking away and leaving her to die on her own when she had the audacity to pull her dagger on him. Glaring into her eyes, he felt his lip raise on the left into a savage snarl as his nostrils flared slightly. Taking in the scent of her fear, a sadistic smile overtook his features as he stepped forward and took hold of the dagger by the blade. The blade was made of steel and did not have the weight to actually do him any damage, so he had no worries or apprehensions about grabbing hold of the blade as he spoke in a deep voice, "You dare pull a blade on your superior, when you are so clearly inadequately skilled to take care of yourself? What kind of fool are you, other than a whore who travels these woods with men and enough spare dresses to allow you to have a romp in the mud when the moment strikes your fancy."

Releasing the blade, he dismissed the woman's existence and began walking away, content on finding his way on his own when she spoke up about paying him. Looking over at her with a growl, he spoke in a low and menacing tone, "How dare you speak to me like I am some sort of mercenary you can hire to complete your menial tasks? I ought to take your horse as punishment for your transgressions. In fact, I think I will. I need a snack for the road anyways." Stepping forward towards her, he held out his left palm for the reins and pulled his sword from its scabbard with his right hand.

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