<strong>Name:</strong>Comgal (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Elven_Heirarchy.png)<br/><strong>Species/Form:</strong>Peranos/Peranos<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Larien<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In his office.<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Good," he said with great relief sounding heavily in his voice when she informed him that the facilities were always prepared.  She took a heavy weight off of his shoulders. "Just say the word and I'll have my men move your crates."  His offer was good, no matter what time of day. They would depend on her care to aide them.<br/><br/>"It is a good thing that some feel that way, irrationality is nothing to be trifled with. We're trying to contain this. The elf has been confirmed to be neither Trithos nor Peranos. No one has ever seen him before."<br/><br/>Mirth met his eyes. "Oh. That marriage will settle something but I highly doubt that it will be Nilofer."  The Healer's words amused him greatly.  "I have a feeling that her future husband is going to speak with her… cautiously, before you can."<br/><br/>His eyes narrowed slightly. The elven woman had smiled. That troubled him, for she never did.<br/><br/>"Grounding my energies isn't going to help me at this moment. I have much work to do. However, I will take time to do so in the near future."<br/><br/>Nodding to her, he gave her the leave that she waited for. He had no clues about her pulse or things that she was thinking, to him she only seemed to want to help and sincerity was definitely at a premium it would seem.  Because Cirven was tired and had been out in the field too long was the only reason he took the insubordinate explanation. "Thank you, again."<br/>