<strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br/>Time; Early Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location; Library<br/>Tagged; Lionel; Rialla</strong><br/><br/>She shivered minutely from the warmth coming from Lionel's body as he hugged her.  She didn't realize just how much she needed this as she felt tears start to well up in her brown eyes.  She had gotten past most of the emotional trauma, but the second time....that had been her own mistake, and that in itself hurt more.  "She did...help me for most of it....Lionel.  But....she can only do so much despite her abilities as the best healer I've ever met.  But....it wasn't enough....since I met her shortly after....I broke up with a light elf man I met many years later....when I was century old.  He....wouldn't even look at me as I was....and I found out....his family and clan had been slain by a surface raid of dark elves, so he had every right to hate what I am in appearance only.  So I....chose to make myself a light elf as well, using a simple polymorph spell to do the job.  I kept it up for three years....finding a happiness I didn't know could exist."  She shivered again, smiling weakly as she closed her eyes against the lion man's chest, chuckling weakly a moment later at his attempt at humor.  It took her a moment to carry on, but she found the means as she kept on talking, somehow.  "He proposed.....wanted to marry me....but I couldn't truly do that until he knew the truth.  His....response....was less than what I had hoped, but I knew....at some level I knew it could never be.  It hurt....even more than the first time....Lionel.  I ran then, I ran until no one could find me, and stumbled across Neria's temple.  That's how we met....."