<em>In the chaos that ensues as the crowd begins to depart, shakene by the event, the patrons and the owners of the club both eyeing the cloaked figure warily, but not getting in her way as she glides more than walks over to the changeling, leaning in close, her throaty voice almost seductive without intending to be, practically a purr.<br/><br/>"Are you Ilaneshi, Changeling Warrioress, the one that walks on the edge of both halves of passion?"</em>