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<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Arioch knew not what she was expecting upon entering the city, but she was not expecting to feel a hand to collide with her rear. Such a thought never even crossed her mind. Elves were a respectful lot, such a thing was looked down upon in their society. Outside of the area where she grew at least. This was far from that place though, a quaint and vibrant town full of life and those who wished to live it peacefully. To think that such a thing even happened was enough to infuriate her greatly. It did not happen immediately though. First came a natural response - her eyes shot wide open, and her spine straightened. Her face slowly began to turn red, from a combination of a growing embarrassment and anger. Though she knew not who was responsible, she had half a mind to cut them down right then and there!<br/>
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Her movement was quick and fluid. As she turned to face the one who was responsible, her right hand grasped the hilt of her rapier. Just as the motion of her body stopped, she began to draw her weapon from it's sheath. When her eyes fell upon the one responsible, she froze. She froze for many reasons, but mostly, because of disbelief. She could not believe that he was here! Her brother-in-law, the red dragon Xion. The man was, to be blunt, no good. All she had ever seen of him was evil, and she wanted nothing to do with him. Slowly, she took a step back, her eyes narrowing slightly. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040ff">"Spare me the pleasantries. I am not you friend. What business could you possibly have here," </span>she asked. A moments thought, and she found herself shaking her head. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040ff">"I care not, your presence could bring nothing but trouble."<br/>
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"Your words show how little you know. These mere humans, as you call them, are heroes. They will change the world back to the way it was, make things better for your children than you would ever be able to. And I would not dare waste my breath speaking to you of my pride - you could never comprehend such a thing. Leave this place Xion,"</span> She said, boldly standing her ground against the dragon. He was powerful, yes, and could probably crush her skull by just grabbing it, but he would not be able to do so without being injured, and with the others here with her, she was certain that they wouldn't dare hesitate to strike him if he so much as dared to attempt to try anything. Arioch could see, out of the corner of her eye, that Valen was already prepared to strike.<br/>
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As for the elf herself? Her hands rest upon the handle of both of her axes, ready to pull them free and strike at a moments notice. She wouldn't stand for this, not his insults to herself or to her new found comrades.[/list:u][/list:u]</li>
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