(Sorry, everyone but Ariadne that's just bad writing on my part, she has reasons of her own lol)<br/><br/>"I would...prefer you like that when you can though," Ariadne said, blushing as she turned around having finished the barrier. "A beauty like you shouldn't be hidden behind spells." She felt a wave of embarrassment. "An elf like me shouldn't have feelings for you. Saying that, an elf like me shouldn't be doing a LOT of things I am," she said, discarding the cloak and quiver to reveal her tunic had daggers scattered among its pockets. "That blade you carry...my full name is Ariadne Dawnhammer, that blade was forged for my grandfather by blacksmiths the likes of which you will no longer find this side of the Great Sea."