Ithana grinned and gracefully returned the exotic woman's bow. Nevael did so as well but not quite so deeply. Up close they were even more beautiful and perfect. Their golden skin looked even more temptingly, touchably smooth. The young woman was about to reply when she felt her brother squeeze her hand hard and to her surprise he spoke instead in his soft, pleasant voice, "We welcome you to our home. I am Nevael and this is my sister Ithana. Our parents and the council are the ones who run this continent. We would be very happy to show you around but why don't you join us? We will treat you to some of our excellent cuisine." Ithana glanced at him questioningly for a moment then asked him privately in his mind,<strong>&lt;&lt;What are you doing? It would be fun to go on their ship. It's so beautiful.&gt;&gt;</strong><strong>&lt;&lt;Have you lost your mind Ithana? They are strangers. How do you know they don't want to hurt us?&gt;&gt;</strong>he replied.<strong>&lt;&lt;Well how do you know they do?&gt;&gt;</strong>she asked.<strong>&lt;&lt;I'd rather be safe than sorry.&gt;&gt;</strong>he said.<strong>&lt;&lt;Spoil sport.&gt;&gt;</strong>she said to him.<br/><br/>Their private mental conversation was so quick that to Shaal not even a second had passed since Nevael had finished speaking. Ithana said to the woman, "We have a bit of something for every taste here. I'm sure you'll find some dish and drink you'll love. Your partner is more than welcome to come along as well as any crew you have. We love to see and meet new people. We'd love to hear all about you and where you've been and what you do."<br/><br/>((OOC: *Evil laughter* >:) You didn't think I'd make it<em>that</em>easy did you? Muahahaha!))