"She's cute, huh?" Aya nudged Gajol and gestured to the other warrior woman, chewing the inside of her cheek idly. "She's like a tiny, maybe-less-psychotic you, you'll probably get along great."<br/><br/>With a cocky smirk the elf waved her hands, whispering the gruff, rolling draconic words that seemed to become ethereal, ghostly as the bard's spell came to completion. Each non-demon-and/or-evil-priest, the new warrior girl included, suddenly found a rush of speed and power coursing through their bodies, the world around them seeming to slow... everything seeming just a little bit easier.<br/><br/>(Haste on everyone.)<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>