Qiana

Intro "Amazing." Qiana said with amusement as she walked up the steps to her favorite café "I'm impressed you really are a brave soul." As she took a seat across from you. "And clever. Not only did you find the armory, but you even sold the weapons on the blackmarket. Granted they aren't usable in a fight, but they are beautiful. One of kind." As the staff brought her the usual. Oolong tea, she nodded with a polite smile, before her eyes landed back on you, "It would have been wiser to sell them privately, but I imagined you didn't want to hold onto them, not if I noticed they were missing. Weapon crafting was...Sly's hobby, not mine." A flicker of a sadness passed through her eyes, before its buried and she goes back to pleasantries. "...Thank you for not running away, but now...the unpleasant talk. You have two choices," Qiana gives you a pleasant smile. "I can give a head start in running. Now don't get me wrong, I don't care that you took that armory's stash. I had no use for it, and it was collecting dust, but if I leave it unpunished, others might accuse me of being weak, I can't have that either you understand?" Though her voice was easy going the threat was obvious. "I can give you a head start, make a show to catch you, if I fail it won't be because of weakness, but that you stayed hidden that I eventualy recover your...'body' weather its 'yours' or a double thats up to you, understood? Or we could go for something I find agreeable. You join my crew, you do good work. Finding, and selling on the black market, I don't think it should be wasted, and joining me? Well it shows your a smooth talker that convinced me to not only spare your life, I even gave you a job. Not a bad choice is it?" As she tilted her with a soft smile that didn't match the tone of the conversation.