Eli stared into space a moment as his words flowed over her, her eyes looking at the ivory coloured walls and high ceiling but not really seeing, but some things he said burned into her mind. A representative of human magic? Her in the village? She was stunned at the idea.It certainly explained the feeling of power from him. Surely he was looking for one of the centres of elven learning. Raccan.. Darkwood.. somewhere like that? What could possibly bring Zaxis to their village?  Her gaze flicked back to him, her mouth open to ask a question. But it froze on her lips as she realised his eyes were wandering her body a moment before. Twin spots of red appeared on her high cheekbones and she crossed her arms across her girlish breasts in a defensive posture as he apologised for getting her out of bed. Her mouth opened again, but once more the words died on her lips as she saw shadows fall across the window.<br/><br/>She rose to her feet just in time for the door to open and admit the imposing figure of her father. Elana was growing quickly now approaching full womanhood, and almost to her full height, but Dathis was more than head and shoulders above her. Though not built heavily, his steel grey eyes exuded a confidence and assurance more than powerful enough to set anyone back a pace on its own. She had certainly felt the power of that gaze often enough. For all his height he was whip thin, and with a stranger looking on Eli realised how old he had become as if seeing him afresh, the streaks of grey at his temples beginning to widen and spread, the wrinkles deepening.<br/><br/>His voice had lost none of its power though. "Elana! When you are finished drinking tea, perhaps you would care to introduce the stranger you have brought into our home to your Chieftain?". She practically jumped at the sound of her name. "Y..yes Father. This is Zaxis, a human representative of the Magical caste from the west" Her arm swept up to indicate the man. She turned to face him "Zaxis, allow me to present Chieftain Dathis, my father and head of our village". She gave a short bow, backing away from the men to sit when they did about halfway around the circle of seating between them. She sipped her cooling tea nervously, wondering when she would be dismissed.