<div align="center"><em>Giselle and David Do'Urden.</em></div><br/>Giselle's brown eyes could see that the injury Mary had suffered was too old for her to heal perhaps, but there was one that could possibly do it if given a chance....and if she knew where the light elf cleric was of course, unaware she was in town already.  Curiosity did get the better of her though after the introductions were made and she hopped off the stage for a moment to get a closer look.  The chair itself was intricately designed to Giselle's eyes, but it was gladdening to see that the weak and in-firmed were cared for in the humans former world at least.  Her own race left their crippled to rot and die since there was no place for weakness in Menzoberranzan, but she wasn't about to tell these people....well, not yet anyway.  Having heard Tony's comment though before she had gotten up and after Kyle had returned to their side, she did have something to say before things got started.  "I can assure you this is no hoax and this is not a costume by any means.  I've already had to deal with others that didn't believe what was right in front of them, and I can honestly say they believed it after some persuasion.  I and my brother mean no harm to you or anyone else, but do us all a favor and don't be so stubborn if you want to live in our world."<br/><br/>Turning to Mary, Giselle's hard visage softened a bit and she knelt to be at her eye level.  "You at least aren't so hard headed from what I've heard and seen so far.  You needn't be shy or afraid.  Anyway, maybe we can talk more later on?"  She offered, a hand lightly passing over Mary's shoulder before she sat down again, eager for this to be over with despite how important this would be most likely.