Seeing that the woman who had been so good as to watch her performance was also heading towards the group Ris slowed her steps slightly and made sure to arrive after the now gorgeously whitehaired lady, absolutely charming. And then it seemed so very appropriate to take the other flank when she had introduced herself, Ris had no idea what the planet was but Draile almost squeaked behind her so she figured it must be a good place for a technophile.<br/>"And I am Ris Tarn, these are my attendants Draile and Niva... We're from Diablos."<br/><br/>Adding the last almost as an afterthought Ris also smiled and clasped her hands over her heart as she did a sublimely graceful curtsey, a simplified form of the traditional greeting of her people which lacked some of the finer points about wishing one another a pleasurable journey to Fröjd.<br/><br/>Ris didn't linger in that position long though and her red eyes were far too curious to stay at just one man, instead sweeping over the collected emissaries with unbridled excitement. She would almost be willing to bet that the equine fellow was an interesting dancer, something she would simply have to explore later. Well who knew what the meetings would offer. Thinking of offerings Ris wondered suddenly if the gifts they had brought from Diablos were adequate to people who didn't appreciate Fröjd. Well, she'd have to wait and see, wouldn't she.<br/>