Tae'loren's confident strides slowed to something more tentative as he approached the male elf in the room. Elariel watched with keen interest as the two stepped close together for an intimate greeting typical of Night Elves who knew each other. The other elf, who Elariel presumed was Ae'oleth, looked as though he has the same dangerous swiftness and agile build as Tae'loren, but he didn't stand as confidently, and there was something about him that made him look more warn, as though the weariness of the world had begun to weigh on him.<br/><br/>Elariel couldn't tell what they were saying, but now Roe'nor had returned to the globe and was watching intently. A few moments passed and the males in the image leapt at each other with the grace and ferocity of leopards. Elareil's breath caught in her throat as they tangled, two deadly predators desperate for the taste of blood. Elariel's mind whirred as she realised that, without knowing more than his name, she had allowed Tae'loren, with all of his predtory grace, into her inner sanctum. She remembered the way that his muscles had moved as he thrust into her, and she realised that he was just as intimidating in bed.<br/><br/>Elareil's reminiscence was short lived when Tae'loren's hand collided with Ae'oleth's face. The two then crouched, panting, as they stared into each other's eyes.<br/><br/>"Do we need to activate this?" Roe'nor's voice cut through the anticipation and Elariel saw him pointing to the blood soaked cotton.<br/><br/>"No," Elariel said dismissively, returning her attention to the orb. She was glad she was here, especially if her colleague would have activated their charm with little provocation.<br/><br/>When the two males stood it seemed as though some tension had disappeared, Ae'oleth gathered his possessions and the embraced before leaving the room. Elariel wondered whether it was a normal process for them; if they had to rough house a little before they managed to be civil. It wouldn't be the first time she'd seen it. She'd witnessed many bouts between the males in her guild, especially if they had a problem between them. They needed to fight it out, but then the air was clear and they were free to be friends again.<br/><br/>Either way, this was a good result so far.<br/><br/>"It looks like we might have an in," She said to Roe'nor, her muscles relaxing as she watched the two Night Elves departing the stronghold. She allowed herself a deep breath, exhaling her apprehension and inhaling hope. She knew it would be difficult for her partners to work with yet another Night Elf, but the fact that he had been within Illidan's very quarters meant that they would have more hope of succeeding than they ever did before.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>