<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>Noemi d'Volee, Human Eros Mage</em></span></div>(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120917051418/ideas/images/c/c0/Inspired_by_Luis_Royo.jpg)</div><br/>Noemi noted how her rebuke silenced the Trickster for quite some time made her feel both bemused and saddened, but helped her take the measure of what sort of man Dalen was. She worked with the others as best she could then giggled and shook her head when Lilith named her Ms. Volee. "Noemi, please, or you stand to have me miss that you're adressing yourself to me on some future date," she said in a pleasant, easy tone. "Thank you for sharing this shelter with us... But I would be a bad guest if I brought nothing to gift to my hostess," she mused then reached into her wrap and after a little bit of fumbling around drew out a fine bottle of red wine and small parcel wrapped up with an elegant bow. She presented the chocolates and Seawine to Lilith, not taking no for an answer.<br/><br/>"Field rations are fine and well, as they'll keep one alive, but we've much to celebrate, no? This is, for us all, our first birthday,... Re-birthday???" Noemi said, looking from Lilith to the taciturn Dalen then back again to see if they followed her logic. She snorted when Lilith brought up Arafel and muttered darkly,<sub>"or perchance a school of sharks... To feast upon the well stuffed capon that is our Nobleman of the Sea."</sub>She tossed her head and smiled again, looking hopefully from Lilith to the bottle and back again as she waited to see if she'd open the wine and share, the choice being hers ofcourse.<br/><br/>Then Noemi's eyes went to the single bed in the tent and she smiled a warm, enigmatic smile. "You both spoke of not knowing my skills... Or where exactly my talents lie... I am adept at channeling the power of sensuality and carnality into weavings of magic... I am proof that Love, does infact, conquer all," she admits jauntily, knowing that Lilith, of all people, will probably disagree with her contention. "Amongst my abilities are spells that harness the winds, spells that can fuel the ardor of men and women as well as those that helped Blackbeard keep track of the ships we fell upon in the night. Along with that... I've a trick or two that lets me harm those for whom I've no love and simulataneously heal those whose love I've shared in..." she explains lightly, introducing a notion as well as gently broaching the subject of taking them both to bed as she casts her eyes from one to the other to read their reactions to her contentions.