Merchants of Elm (IC)

[Lonna]

Lonna


Lonna's hand strays to her sword, a clear warning in her expression as her voice gains a steely note, all semblance of friendliness gone. "I think I can take care of myself."

If the men attack, she'll put her back to the wall on her left and try to edge down toward Apollo's shrine while holding them off with her rapier. Hopefully they will be more hesitant to attack when she has longer reach and holy ground at her back.