<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a6/Neeral.jpg)<br/>Neeral (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1428855)</div>Neeral squeezed Tamari's hand when she arrived at the bar. "It's so good to see you!" she said, beaming happily. "And you too, Curu," she hissed quietly in Draconic, tapping the small lizard gently with her claw.<br/><br/>"Tamari, this is Taran. We've done some mercenary work together. He's good at putting his sword through monsters and his feet through traps. Taran, this is Tamari. She helped get me on my feet after I... left home," she said quietly, her cheerful demeanour dropping briefly. "She knows all about the forest and herbs and stuff, and we've done some alchemy together too." She clapped her hands together in excitement, smiling again. "It's going to be so great working with both of you!"<br/><br/>She leaned back and watched Vannalys make her speech. The strangely dressed elf certainly seemed to have a way with words. She also seemed to be trying to seduce Taran, although she could be wrong about that, since mammalian body language was still unfamiliar to her and she wasn't completely sure what mammals found attractive in each other. When Vannalys touched her shoulder, she laid her own scaled hand over it in a gesture of companionship.<br/><br/>Neeral listened closely to Zillah's response, making a few more notes on her paper. "No useful records about the makers, then. That's a shame. We'll have to watch out for that compulsion, although I guess we<em>are</em>already planning to go there."<br/><br/>She turned around to look at her potential teammates. "What do you say, then? We gonna go get ourselves a tower?"