Lux:-her eurs meets him and she bluses alittle- its quiet alright... Nox:-comes out of the inn- sister! What are you doing here? Lux: brother! -thy start arguing in a diffrent toung-
Black Smith: "Ah yes of course." -Goes to the back and takes out her spear- (Mind if I show a picture of the spear or do you have your own image in mind?)
Lux: that staborn son of a-...... -looks over at the boys- pardon, me and my brother are close, but we are a bit on bad turms this days.