Skandra was an unbridled weapon of destruction and she'd seen it more than once before, but every time it felt quite new. One more mark against his soul, another notch in his belt, and another body to fill a hole n the ground. Aeotha should have been more horrified considering it was a young beautiful woman, but she wasn't. Pilav did not heed her warning, and she had come to kill Aeotha. Skandra was hired to protect her, and he did just that. Aeotha didn't even stop to pray, she simply started to gather her things, and to put his things away while he cleaned up what he needed to.
No rest for the wicked, it seemed.
"I wouldn't marry a woman." Aeotha commented while taking up her own saddlebag and staff. She picked up his and held it out to him. "And women are the only people following me as far as I'm aware." Aeotha shrugged a little, and looked at the now dead Pilav.
"You did that with only one boot on." Aeotha cracked a smile, it was kind of funny. To watch at least. One would think death was sad, but Aeotha had witnessed enough death in her lifetime, and over the short period of knowing Skandra Tyullis, she learned that sometimes people did deserve the death that he handed to him.
When she looked up she realized the woman had cut his ear. Your ear, let me at least clean that, I could bandage or stich it.. or do we have to leave right now?"