She approached the guards cautiously, although she did have a tendancy to creep up on others and spook them nonetheless.
"Hello, men." She cooed. They started, turned. And then shrugged.
"Go back to the kitchen." One mumbled. Angered, Sauche narrowed her eyes and clucked at them with her tongue.
"It would do you wise to look twice, gentlemen." She simpered, and let fly her spear without the bat of an eye. It stuck fast in the wall beside the offenders head, and she gave them a small smile. "Talent comes in the oddest places." She retrevied her spear from two soldiers who had pryed it out of the wall, flabbergasted, and then wandered away.
'I wonder where the prince and that...dark elf...are?' She thought to herself. 'By the Gods, could this dress be any more uncomfortable?!'
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