<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://i.pinimg.com/originals/7f/39/c3/7f39c307f281f7f340a2e4cf57675ea7.png)<br/>Kasala</div></div>"I-aaah..." Kasala's voice wavered, as her entire body quivered. "I was given~oooh~an instruction...by a lady of Ruxvan... I must obey. So yes, that is a~aaah!~all for you...<em>Risa</em>."<br/><br/>The elf took a few long, steadying breaths before answering the next question, a small smile spreading across her face. "Larissa the First. She was an... unconventional Ruxvan," she said at last, running a hand and an appraising eye along her lady's figure. "Much like you.<em>Very</em>much like you. The first of the Talons. the first to wield Claw and Fang—the<em>true</em>Claw and Fang. First to ride the Lightning, to master it, to bend it to Ruxvan's service." Kasala shivered and licked her lips. "First to bend<em>me</em>over my workbench."<br/><br/>"It was she who ordered the creation of Castle Rend, and brought the wilderness to heel. Barbarian tribes, orcs, rival duchies, demons, dragons; many tested her, but none prevailed." Kasala paused in her telling, pensive. "She never married. It was quite the scandal when she gave birth to an heir, Iona. Of course, none were willing to challenge her on it. There was hardly a man in the entire duchy who<em>couldn't</em>have been the father. She was very much a... woman of the people."