<em>Rhiannon cannot help but allow her eyes to soften a little as she sees her trusting friend immediately entranced by the wings of the tall, exotic, amazonian beauty. Then she looks at Celie for a long moment, as if trying to decide something.<br/><br/>"No, no, that's quite alright... Alise is quite good at what she does, and we wouldn't want to impose upon your generousity any more than we already have."<br/><br/>Still, as a gesture of trust, the elven swordswoman extends her hand, signalling that she does, in fact, trust this strange creature to touch her.<br/><br/>Alise, for her part, despite her blush, seems fascinated with Celie, staring at her up and down with a bemused look of mixed awe and concentration, though her smile grows a bit and her embarassment shrinks as she hears the ranger giggle. Though she opens her mouth to answer, Alecto beats her to it, talking in a rather distant, aloof manner, as if analyzing the whole thing already, rather than purely remembering.<br/><br/>"We're not quite sure. Though it likely relates to our own purpose. Alise,"<br/><br/>The tiefling inclines her head towards her shorter, bubbly friend.<br/><br/>"Is a priestess, and has, of late, had dreams she believes sent by her god, that lead us here, into the Beastlands, though in search of what, we aren't yet sure. Demonic involvement here only points more strongly to the fact that her interpretations of her dreams are accurate."<br/><br/>Alise's look of concentration turns to one of epiphany, and it's clear she was only half-listening to her friend.<br/><br/>"You're... half gnoll, half celestial, aren't you?"</em>