"What do you want now?" she sounds exasperated.
"My crystal," you reply, simply.
"Don't have it," she mumbles.
"You stole it from me, remember?" you say, getting annoyed.
"Lost it when you tackled me."
Your face contorts with anger. You demand that she run and fetch it.
"Can't," she replies her hand tightening on the hilt once
again.
"Why not!" you scream, your voice cracking.
"Sorcerer took it," she says.
She hands you a sword, broad and long, and tells you that if this
crystal is so important, to go and steal it from the necromancer
himself. Do you..
"I mean you no harm, Maegara," you say. She clutches the
sword tighter, then relaxes, seeing your offer genuine.