<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BFBFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lady Melina Del'Castellorosso</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Angel of Riace'</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/9960c406-7aeb-4e5b-9174-36e83dbe1238_zpscc943042.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Melina sat carefully and slowly up, her head spinning. So far so bad, but at least the valkyr in front of her, seemed not in a dangerous mood. And well, how often would she really be able to talk to one of her enemies.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"So far I only managed to fuck me out of castles, not into them. And you are probably right, I have been on the best way to kill myself. Maybe it will change for good now. But the price is high, even for some fucked up person like me."</span><br/><br/>She followed the look of the valkyr and saw her companions laying on the next tables. It seemed she had stayed here to guard her. Because the other two must have come with horses and she could have brought those home alone.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“Thank you for guarding me. It was the last I expected from an enemy of my family. I am Melina, one of the endless amount of kids of your neighbours and enemies in Firth. Those in Riace. But it looks as if I manage to leave Firth behind me now. And I didn't leave because of the cold, more because of the limited life expectance with us sitting between Felix and you folks. Better to get away as long as it is possible. And thanks to Felix there wasn't a lot holding me back there anyway...”</span><br/><br/>Melina watched the valkyr curiously. She was quite different to the northeners. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Do you allow me a personal question? You seem to be different from them and I don't mean the color. I mean more your character, you are more civilized. How do you feel among them? They are really some wild people. Although I wouldn't call us any better in character, just different..."</span>, the last she had added in some rare insight that the people of Firth shouldn't call themselves any better. They were just as ugly as the Wild Folks.</div>