My Bar

[Pamela]

*Turns and smiles with a grace born of nobility she extends a slender arm out for her dagger.*
*Accepting this with a sweet smile hovering over her lips she begins to chant in her long forgotten language.*

*Focusing on him she calls on the power of the souls.....eyes flashing crimson she reaches out to touch him*
*In a matter of seconds his pain is gone and his bleeding stopped.*
*Pamela kneels respectfully before him and then rises*
**She whispers....you were a good opponent**
*Taking a small pouch from her waist she gives him a recall ring*
This will take you to wherever the home is in your heart...should the need ever arise...wear it and think of home.
*Smiling Pamela turns to leave*