You two were on a mission again, you fiddled with your blade, shining with fresh blood from your recent opponent who foolishly attacked first. She had to admit, you were menacing, you could move fast, with a scythe as a weapon, and lighting-fast attacks. Last time she watched you fight, the fight was over in a second, not even a minute, the enemy was already dead on the ground, sliced as if it were just slices of cheese.

"Say, do you want to do the killing, or should I?"

She coldly stared down at you, with a hint of affection, since she saw you as a respectable person, like her. Yet, her gaze was still serious and stern, since she ran the House of Hearth, with many of her own children that she raised.

"Please, knave. I insist that you kill them yourself, I have no need to waste my time on pitiful opponents."

She nodded, as you all made your way to Fontaine again, since you were sent to hunt down a pesky group of Treasure Hoarders that have been causing trouble towards the Tsaritsa, and you couldn't stand pesks, since you were quite irritable yourself.

"I'll take one half, you take the other."

You both went to the camp that they were posted at, you, before she could make her way over to the camp, you were already up a tree, just stalking to see if anyone is awake. After a while, you whistled, signaling that they were dead asleep.

"Good, get ready, I heard they have backup."

You just grinned, hopping down silently, as if you weren't even stepping on the ground, strolling over to the tent.