Vivanti laughed softly, leaning back in her chair.  "True, I could easily surround myself with fools and sentient playthings.  However, I have...standards."  Her amber eyes flickered momentarily over the orc's form, before snapping back to her face.  "Pardon me if I seem presumptuous, but I perceive you to be someone of considerable martial skill, as well as a keen mind.  Not to mention more than a fair measure of beauty."  For an instant, warmth suffused her voice, rising in her eyes, but her cool demeanor reasserted itself so rapidly that it might have been taken for a trick of the light.<br/><br/>Catriana positioned herself behind Duryna and to the right, eyes lowered and hands folded demurely, but close enough that the orcess could feel the breeze from her lazily fanning wings.  Vivanti half-rose, so as to bow from the waist to her guest.<br/><br/>"I am Vivanti Persidon.  It is an honor and a pleasure to make your acquaintance.  And perhaps I can be of some assistance to you."  Folding her hands before her, she gazed at the other woman, her eyes deep and knowing.  "Depending, of course, on what you seek."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>