<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/>Comgal had no clue what the Healer wanted or what she was up to, though her appearance in his office did raise a few questions that lay quiet on his tongue as he gave her a polite nod as she entered the room. She was one of the few women who he saw having a calm head upon her shoulders and who wasn't prone to flights of flighty fancy, which annoyed him to no end.  She was sensible and beautiful.<br/><br/>Though he'd known her for a long time, he had much on his mind and wondered what in the tree's reach she wanted. She didn't pay his office a visit very often.<br/><br/>"Blades and arrows never offer peace, only bloodshed and broken hearts, as well as broken bodies, lie in their wake." The old greeting that met his ears pulled a broad smile to his lips as well. "And the same to you and yours," he returned kindly. "What brings your unexpected yet quite welcome presence to my humble office, Lady Melarien?"<br/><br/>He leaned back in his padded leather chair, the wooden craftsmanship the best that elves had to offer.<br/>