Responses

The bald woman cocked her head slightly to the side. "You are not a very good liar." She said. "So tell me what is your name?"

Guess she still didn't have that particular skill down. Maybe the redhead was never going to be decent at it. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

"Islana," the young woman replied.

There was that feeling again, the same one that had been in the air with Shalia, the old woman from the Ash Hooves, Omen, and more recently the old healer.

At first Islana thought it might be nerves but no. Now, that the internal energy was recognized, there was no mistaking it. The bald headed woman was also magikal.

The woman nodded. She spend the next hour or so asking questions about Ostiarium, the numbers in the city, infrastructural points, tensions in the city and its recent history.

When she was satisfied she had learned all she could from Islana she asked.
"What would you do if we set you free?"

Thinking how she had no viable means of survival as she had nothing, the young woman looked down at the purses of jewels and coins that were still in her possession.

"I don't know where I am but I'd get back to Shalia if I could."

There was no point in lying as the redhead was ,apparently, terrible at it. That response likely sounded strange to the woman with the shaved head. Islana though knew she couldn't steal from Shalia even if it meant her escape. Besides, where would the redhead even go with the bounty hunter after her? In reality it was safer to stay with the woman that had bought her.

"In that case Islana of Ostiarium, return to Shalia Nix you will." She said bowing her head knowing they couldn't learn any more from this young woman.

Before the redhead could say another word she felt the hood from earlier descend over her head again.