The elven girl smirked as she could see the turmoil going on in Krystal.  Harmon just stayed silent, while Cutter himself was quite intimidated by the ranger.  "Good to hear!  I'm sure the tavern will be fine anyhow," she said, though she didn't like the following comment.  "Yeah... that's what HIGH elves are.  Taller.  I'm a WOOD elf in case you couldn't tell the difference, you racist..."<br/><br/>Cutter was quick to interject and cut off whatever comment she would make.  "Okay okay!  So it'll be the four of us!"<br/><br/>Folding her arms over her smaller chest, the girl groaned.  "Yeah yeah… my name is Cely.  It's short for Celywine, but I don't expect you little minds to say it."