Meeting new friends...  Yes, that was always a benefit of constant travel.  New faces were seen all the time, new people often met...  People like Luneth, for example.  Making friends was something the shifter always considered a worthwhile endeavor, at least when the people involved were worth the effort of becoming friends with.  Bikke and his crew were thus not people whom she would consider friends, for example, and Garland...  Well, perhaps she would have been friends with the man he once was, but as he was now...  No, likely not.<br/><br/>As the shifter and the tiefling both stepped through the portal, the shifter, too, was struck by the beauty and natural splendor of the rings of standing stones in which they stood.  They seemed to have been given over to age and the elements, abandoned ruins no longer serving their original purpose, and yet the way nature had all but taken over seemed like a perfectly fine replacement for whatever use they had once seen.<br/><br/>Then again, for all she knew, that was a deliberate architectural choice.  Elves were said to like using what the natural world could provide in their works, after all.<br/><br/>The two young men with the blonde hair and the mithral armor set Rose on edge, however, and not merely because of the spiders she spied lurking in the branches above them.  They seemed like more people who wouldn't be worth the effort of becoming friends with, men like those two Aasimar clerics who had run away in fright, right when the first battle outside the Circus had begun.  Even without the spiders, they seemed quite clearly intent upon something rather wicked, though if she hadn't noticed the spiders, she would have assumed it had something to do with satisfying their own lusts, rather than what now was clearly a far darker set of intentions.<br/><br/>"They've got a couple of eight-legged friends in the trees above them."  The shifter spoke very softly, trying her best to remain calm and relaxed as she regarded the two elves.  She was attempting to warn the tiefling about potential trouble without letting the elves know that she was warning her about potential trouble.  "I don't quite see enough reason to cut them apart yet, but obviously we don't want to trust them.  Stay on guard."<br/><br/>Then, speaking up more, and specifically speaking to the two men...<br/><br/>"I'm sorry to deject and offend, but I'm afraid my companion and I came here upon urgent business."  She responded, turning down their offer of a drink.  "We'd heard rumors of a man of arcane learnings who could be found somewhere near this place, and came here to consult with him upon an important matter.  Do you know of anyone near here who might fit that description?"