<em>Yurika smiles warmly and opens her mouth as if to say something when the door to the tavern opens and a certain shifter slips in. Dressed scantily in a simple brown cloth-like top, leather bracers, two crossed, loose leather belts, from each of which hangs a sheathed kukri, tight leather breeches slit at the sides, and boots with open heels and tips, Kharali presents quite the figure, her lithe grace apparent as she weaves her way over to Yurika and Eliza, a broad grin on her face as she sees them together.</em>