It never failed to lift Ildra's spirits to their highest when she first walked into the village she called home. While the humans had their own places of stone and wood, elven villages tended to carry an elegant grace that was undeniable. Beautiful, clean, and well kept; intricate, scrolled carvings; flora and fauna not found anywhere else. How could she -not- love this place?<br/><br/>Curious glances were given the trio as they made their way to the eatery. Children gawked shamelessly, Rangers watched suspiciously, and the Elders were contemplative. Yet, none cried an alarm or tried to stop them. No doubt, due to Malith's presence. The aromas that assaulted them the moment they stepped through the door of the eatery reminded the healer she had not broken her fast this morn.<br/><br/>"Ahhh, Korel! It smells as wonderful as ever in here!" she chuckled, not having spoken until he and Malith had exchanged greetings. "I grew hungry the moment I walked in the door."<br/><br/>The proprieter was obviously taken aback by the strange Kitherit, but he quickly recovered, grinning broadly and clamping an almost feminine hand on her shoulder. "Then, I must feed my guests, yes?" He spread out his other arm to the carved wooden tables and chairs placed about. "Sit while I get you all something." He did give Kitherit an unsure glance as if he were not sure what she would prefer to eat.<br/><br/>Ildra smiled reassuringly at the male, even as she attempted to motion to Kith to sit at one of the nearby tables. "Bring us whatever you desire. We are all famished, and every, single thing you serve is wonderful." Nothing like flattery to get a grown male moving quickly. He nodded quickly, still grinning, and hurried into the kitchen.