| Priestess of the Vine |

Rumors“Did you know there’s a rumor circulating about us?” Dwahvel said through her smirk as she pulled the plate of biscuits to her side of the table and out of the assassin’s reach. She chuckled when he absently reached for one; still looking at the contract laid out on his lap, and only touched polished oak. He looked up at her, annoyed expression obvious. “Now that I have your attention, have you heard?”Rumors by ~SquirrellyThief
He eyed the platter that lay before her, shielded on three sides by her folded arms and the way she protectively leaned over the table. “Heard what?” he asked.
“The rumor circulating about us in the guild,” she repeated, watching the gears turn in the human’s head as he contemplated tactics. She knew he was being exaggeratedly obvious, but she didn’t care. It amused her.
He turned to face her more fully, setting the contract gingerly aside as he did so. “What manner of rumor is it?”
“Childish.