The strawberry blonde purred musically, and nodded her braided head graciously, to Mideala. She briefly cupped and caressed the elf's cheek with her kissed hand, and lightly circled and draped her other arm about the small of the elf's back.<br/><br/>"Nor need you, fair exemplar of elven beauty, suffer your time to be wasted by the brash boastful bravado of boisterous boys. A curious notion of revelry, this mansion seems to sport. Your sibling is a pirate captain then? How entertaining? I am of an island nation raised, and late of a privateer crew. Shipwrecked to fight our way off a dragon's isle upon the last voyage, we were. The captain was...not a sister, per se," she giggled, and blushed just a hint, "Yet close like one. Her manner of dress reminded me of yours just a bit, though 'twas not the only reason you caught my eye."