The elf looked... extremely annoyed, at his comment, and spat back, in Abyssal, "Not by choice."<br/><br/>The catfolk looked between the two of them, arching an eyebrow, before the elf tapped her holy symbol. The catfolk nodded in understanding, before the elf sighed, and continued in Common. "I didn't choose this path. For some reason, this... demon chose<em>me</em>to wield her power. She grants me what spells she decides I should have, and not what I would choose. It's... entirely inconvenient."<br/><br/>The two women didn't look surprised,a s he started drinking heavily, though the speed at which he consumed it did take them aback, slightly. They took their drinks far more sedately.<br/><br/>"So I suppose introductions are in order," the catfolk said. "I know all of that was a bit abrupt, but we were expecting a real monster, who'd put up a fight. I don't think anyone expected someone like you. I'm Katrina."<br/><br/>The elf took a long drink from her wineglass, and set it back on the table. "Annabelle," she said. "Though, please, just call me Anna."