Seeing as he had gotten such an awful reaction to the word, Almathea turned to Maria. "I apologize. I do not know what has suddenly gotten into him." She looked down at Evy who was trying to console Zingel.
Their actions had, once more, caused a string of misunderstandings to fall onto the two guild members. Maria shook her head fervently. "No. It is quite alright." She finally pushed her seat back as she stood.
She was tall, towering over Almathea and Zingel. She was well blessed, with a tiny waist and large hips. The shirt she wore had a plunging neckline, showing off the red pendant that rested between her breasts. Around her waist was a leather belt that secured her pants on her.
As she moved, her hair swished aside, revealing an ugly scar that was on the corner of her neck. The scar was thick and although it had healed over, it looked like it had been painful when she got it.
