<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nilofer<br/><strong>Species/Form:</strong>Peranos/Peranos<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Safiya, Larien<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Infirmary Garden<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"She heard me. She's just busy." Nilofer assured Saffy. "She'll be along in a moment."<br/><br/>Damn what was taking the woman so blasted long?  Nilofer whined and shifted her weight from foot to foot around the point that Songbird was gathering the weeds to be replanted elsewhere. The fact that Larien replanted them made Nilofer proud, but if that insufferable elf didn't put some haste in her step…  Oh she heard the laughter but due to Nilofer's own duress she didn't note the sensuality in the tone being anything odd for Larien. She was much too busy focusing on their guest and her own inner turmoil.<br/><br/>With a huff as Larien kept watching, she patted her bare foot on the wooden floorboards very impatiently. The soft tat-tat-tat-tat sounded rather pointed, or so she thought personally.<br/><br/>"Lady Melarian, sun grant you some of the speed of a hare!" she teased back, rather sure that the Healer knew that her disposition was far from sweet.<em>You… have been busy, so I notice and hear. I wonder if you have spoken words of welcome to your betrothed?  But first ... introduce me, my friend?</em><br/><br/>Her jaw fell open but for a second and then she grinned impishly. "Oh, quite right, I greeted him with all of the welcome that he is due."  Her lips pressed together almost forming something akin to a cross between a devilish smile and a smug little smirk. Something lit up her eyes, but it wasn't quite humor, but nor was it anger.<br/><br/>"This, dear Lady Melarian, is Safiya, a Haas Filoth that I met upon my…travels." Yes, that was what she would call it. "She is not from around here, obviously, and has no horses at home. She wants to see ours…" She truthfully did worry about going down there to the ground, not sure if that violated her probation. "But I really and truly am not sure if I can take her. Are we five hundred feet up?" She didn't know how tall the trees were. "If we are, I can't go."  It hadn't occurred to her that she might not be allowed to set foot upon the sweet earth… The thought visibly wilted Nilo and whatever mischief lurked in her eyes faded and black sadness took its place, taking with it the high stature of her ears which began to slightly droop with resignation.<br/><br/>"Can you take her?" Then she realized that she had only introduced one way. "OH! Safiya, this is Lady Melarien va'Teloris. She is the Healer of our village. And a really sweet one who loves doing favors for her impish little friends who constantly get into trouble." Nilofer nodded vigorously, hoping it was so. "Especially when wanting to set a favorable light upon our esteemed village?" Nilo's one was hopeful.<br/>