Gajol stiffened immediately at the sound of crunching leaves, ready to take a fighting stance if whatever it was happened to be hostile. Though the one turned out to be a druid- a human, by the look of it- or perhaps a cleric of a deity like Obad-Hai, Gajol did not refrain from considering a fight may have been necessary at some point.<br/><br/>She could deduce his nature, or more fittingly, his attachment to it, by the green dragonhide he wore. It was covered in leaf-like designs, looking to be oak leaves at that, and was just about the size of her, although, she suspected herself to still be more muscular than he. "Lodging? No, we're quite aware of what lurks there," she replied. "We are here to... make it safe to lodge here, if you know what I mean."<br/><br/>Aeshallyn served to be mildly irritating. Given, she was a gray elf, standing with a grugach, and they both considered themselves superior to all others in some fashion. Such clashing personalities would do naught but cause trouble. That is, unless they were to take out their frustration with one another on their enemies, in which case Gajol welcomed it with open arms.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>