Having silently watched the banter between the witch Tuculcha and the Drow & company, including the elven Mage's poor attempt at bravery, Alexia just raised a brow. 'What a fool that witch is,' she thought to herself. 'Venger will definatly NOT be happy with her.'
A slight sparkle came to her eyes, 'Maybe if I get my job done quickly he'll give me that castle to call my own, Tuculcha will certainly not need it for much longer.'
Coming out of her revery, "Are you sure you can trust her Sterling? From what little I have seen, she does not seem like the kind of person you can trust not to attack while you're back is turned."
((No offence Thothalas. Alexia's just the kind of person who thinks that a failed attempt at anything, no matter the effort, is a bad thing. She's a perfectionist.))
