A boisterous knight

The rogue spends the next few minutes looking over her treasures and then prepares to leave when a loud noise startles her.

"Giving up so soon?" Taunts a strong but feminine voice.

Khala looks up to see a heavily armored knight looming over her. She's decked out in a very expensive looking jewel-encrusted platemail.

"Do you want to try your luck?" Khala says with a smirk. "You might fair better... if fortune favors you."

The knight removes her elaborate, bejeweled helmet, and sets it on the table.

Khala looks her over and smiles. The knight is kind of cute, in a prudish sort of way. She's got pale skin and brown hair that is done up in a messy bun.

"That mage you just humiliated is a friend of mine," the knight says, a twinge of anger creeping into her voice as she sits down at the table.

"She... she just had bad luck," Khala says, getting a little nervous, at least for a moment, when she sees the knight's very scary looking sword being set down next to the table. "It happens sometimes."

"Well it isn't going to happen to me," the knight says as she dumps a heavy sack of gold onto the table with a loud *thud*. "Deal the cards."