"You may call me Niomah. It is the name I am most often called." The woman in the cowl smiled mysteriously. "Your skills are almost legendary, Skylark. The name is one that, I'm sure, would have become well known in time".<br/><br/>The cowl turned slightly, looking toward the druid. "A follower of the Horned God, eh? Then we are allies, for I am a follower of the Earth Goddess." She bowed to the elf. "My respects to you, Lady of the Woods." Last, she turned to the pirate and the warrior. "And to you, mistress of the oceans. Master of the sword. We are indeed a ragtag bunch. There is one more who comes. He is delayed, but I feel his power. Between us we command all the elements". She tapped her own chest. "Earth." Pointed to the druid, "Fire." At the pirate, "Water", at the elf, "wood", at the warrior, "Iron". Her slim, pale finger moved to indicate the rogue. "Chaos. The most dangerous element of all."<br/><br/>She lowered her hand and tucked it back into the opposite sleeve of her robe. "All we are missing is the element of air. and he is on the way."