<strong>Celeste Devonshire</strong><br/><br/>Celeste listens quietly to the daughter of the professor and then to the shining and noble elf once more, learning her name at last.  It was somewhat curious what she meant by tall tales, but she didn't really give such much thought, simply mentally shrugging to herself.  "Inside would be...preferable."  She added simply, looking at the other buildings and persons in town.  As long as she stayed close to others that were on decent terms it was unlikely that things would turn ugly...but she still would prefer not to be standing in the street until people got used to her being there.  The backwards peasantry this far from the capital were somewhat notorious for reacting badly and with great superstition towards she and her kind, however much she might try to avoid anything that might be misconstrued.