"June," He murmured the name, something of an airy, mystical tone slippng into his voice while uttering it, as of carressing the name alone with his tongue... "Such an, interesting name..." He let his elbow drop, vanishing under his ritual and battle robes, the other hand holding his estranged staff. "You may call me Ellion, and it is a pleasure..." he spoke, following one step behind her, eyes trailing up and down her robes, silently musings until they returned to meet with the others. At which point he assumed a less humble, and more boisterous tone and posture.<br/><br/>"So, Brothers of the truth faith! Has a leader been appointed? Or shall I take up that role after all?" Head tilted to the side slightly as he smirked. "For already, I have a few plans in the making..." His oddly glowing silver eyes shifting first to the Khoranite, then preacher, and lastly the priestess of metal...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>