Stopping just outside the main tent, Xentia looked up in surprise as a girl comes tumbling off the top of the tent itself.  Moving aside to give her enough space to land easily, Xentia watches as she goes skipping off into the main camp as a whole.  That was the other thing about working with girls that she both enjoyed and disliked - the sheer spontaneity was a source of constant amusement as well as frequent headaches.  Of course, a major deciding factor was the fact that there were few things that cured a headache faster than the source of said headache gurgling away in your belly.<br/><br/>Her stomach gave one last gurgle as what little was left of the Gurglemeister from the last night was sucked down further into her gut.  Giving her now-trim stomach a satisfied pat, Xentia wondered how often she was going to be able to enjoy such an easy meal in the future.  While there had been a significant number of Gurglemeisters and girls in general that had joined the army in the last wave of reinforcements, she was far from the only predator in the army, and the centaurs and harpies tended to both be more obvious with their predation as well as much more significant eaters, at least in the centaur’s case.  If the army didn’t get moving soon and secure another food source, they would be moving out with a significantly smaller non-monster contingent than what they started out with.<br/><br/>Ducking inside the tent, Xentia was surprised to see a lone naga coiled need the back of the room.  Looking around to make sure that she hadn’t missed anyone, she gave a polite curtsy before speaking.  “Greetings, I don’t think that I’ve seen you here before.  I am Xentia, one of the air mages assigned to assist the army.  Are you one of the newer additions to our merry band?”