Amrita

Something was unusual about this mer. Amrita's arm crank didn't seem to cause any discomfort and she thought she saw a glimmer of fangs from the corner of the mer's smiling face.

In a blink the dagger dissappeared and the arm was released. "Fine, I'll humour you. Though if you know my name I think it's only fair for you to tell me yours," she said in a light hearted manner. The mer's two companions didn't look like they would pose too much of a problem should she need to dispose of them. Well, perhaps the other Dunmer would stand some chance. He appeared to have a battle hardened edge to him.

She began to lead them down the main street. "I don't care for going back into that Inn, so let's talk a walk shall we?" she said in mock friendliness.