[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Toogee]

"Heh," Wratt replied with a sly smile. It had been quite some time since a young woman asked for him by name. His eyes gave her a once over. The first thing he noticed was her face. It was like she was trying to look tough, but her youth portrayed her expression as a pout. It reminded Wratt of a spoiled child from a noble family who wasn't getting her way. The rest of the woman was hidden behind a brown cloak, one that wore the road. He couldn't tell whether she was a merc or a rebellious rich kid who wanted to play the part. He couldn't see any battle scars, which suggested the latter. He wasn't hopeful about this latest prospect. Then again, he wasn't expecting a lot of fighting, so maybe she'd do just fine.

"Yeah, I'm Wratt. Who's asking?"