<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Ailis.png)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Ailis watches silently as the storm brews, blows through, and settles - she's a little more interested in the new recruits than in the discussion of who has what privileges.<em>Clanner, eh? That'll ruffle some fur - but he looks like he can take care of himself.</em>She scoops up her glass and moves closer in time to join in the toast. Backing off a bit, she leans over quietly to murmur - pitching her voice so Elizabeth can hear - "It'll get easier once ye've been around a bit - m' first days weren't much easier." Leaning casually against the table like she's perfectly used to being overlooked - little wonder, most of this lot make her look smaller than she really is - Ailis smiles reassuringly.