<div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/329/3/7/Red_Rose_by_fhrankee.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Meriel Nerine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Drai'shok<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Dak<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Near her cottage.<br/><hr/><br/>Meriel seemed fascinated by his presence. How it grew and shrunk and seemed to even change the temperature around it. She shivered and flushed as he switched between angry and fierce to calm and collected. He was obviously handsome, but that didn’t mean much to her at the moment. So much had happened in the last 24 hours that couldn’t be accounted for, and he was just one incredibly large mystery.<br/><br/>Never would she have thought that she would wake up to find a bag of gold and treasure the same day that she discovered dragons existed…and could change into an elven form. It was incredible and a bit dizzying. Truthfully, she wasn’t a native of Kayzorian on land, but she had discovered quite a bit of the landscape as she’d searched for a suitable place to live. Perhaps she could be of some help, and she certainly couldn’t just turn him away.<br/><br/>“I can’t promise that I will be of much help, but I’ll try. I haven’t lived in this area long, but I traveled quite a bit around Kayzorian to search for a suitable home. I’ll use what I know.”<br/><br/>She gave an awkward smile and then licked her lips. This day had been incredibly odd, and she wasn’t sure if she should trust Dak or turn him down. She knew she couldn’t do the latter, but the former seemed rather strange given what she’d just seen.<br/><br/>“Would I…umm…ride you?”<br/><br/>She blushed at the question and hoped he knew what she meant.<br/>