<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/Yulafractae.jpg)</div><br/>Yula is careful not to irritate the guard, following her steps obediently so as not to draw any more suspicion to herself.  Once her shoulder is released, and she hears those magic words summoning her before the Lady Malrefesh, she responds at once, bringing all her grace to bear as those doors open.  She bathes herself in blue light, making her way through the double doors that creak to allow her entrance. She keeps her curious looks to a minimum, not wishing to appear as though she was too naive or unfit for this. She had to act the part, after all. Even a brief glimpse allows her to see the massive amounts of books in the pseudo-library. That's when she sees her, the Great Lady, sitting at a desk. Her appearance is one that speaks of obvious nobility to Yula, an ancient style that suits her with her almost ghostly hair, and weightlessness. The skeletal apparition, she imagines, is simply a servant, but it's still not something she counted on.  Finally, she speaks, paying attention to the kitsune, and Yula feels a tug upon her chest, some manner of magic.<br/><br/>She follows the gentle tug, a bit unnerved by the suddenness of it all, but she regains her bearings easily enough, approaching Malrefesh. "Yes, m'lady, I am humbled by your presence and the magnificence of your palace, your home.  I only wish that I came under more pleasant circumstances, but it is a great honor to be here before you nonetheless." She arrives before her at last, and kneels immediately, showing the utmost respect (for this woman she's only heard myths about). "I kneel before you now as a humble dignitary, as a foreigner, an Overlander from a small, but growing, tribe that threatens to tear itself apart.  Our leaders, our governing body, bickers and argues like young children, while we are forced to find ways to deal with many problems on our own, only to be punished for acting in such a manner.  They expect us to starve, to rot and die with no assistance, when we are in need of that very same thing.  Our population is growing rapidly, and we can barely feed ourselves now. They blind themselves to our plight, while they lord power over all of us and abuse that very same power." She spits, venom clear in her voice.  "That is why I traveled so very far away, praying that the myths were true, that you were still alive, that your land was so great, so that I might ask you for your assistance in this matter. If it saves my tribe, I would gladly go above the heads of my so-called 'superiors' to save our tribe."