<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/37/Luna%27s_Sword_Dancer_Edit_bigger.jpg)</div><strong>Avalae T'sos</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1OTWmmph_cZxFe3YRoSgnMd2uEmPLRRdYbkYXYgSnXPY/edit)<br/><br/>As the illithid was making her introductions, another entered.   Slender two inch heels tapped upon the floor in time to the clicking of claws.  Her taut skin obsidian black and rose petal soft, Avalae T'sos had sewn a bit of frustration among the sons and daughters of Auvyrahel since taking employment as a house retainer just a few years ago and rising in rank with great speed.<br/><br/>Avalae was common born.  The daughter of a blade smith, her mother stood 'barely above' a collared druegar working at her master's forge.  Ninivae Loravalus, some new, had done little to distinguish herself in her time in the guard of a matron mother of a house barely worth noting as noble.  It had been enough after a few decades service to get her set up with a smithy and shop of her own.  She was barely strong enough to enchant the blades she forged!  Even Avalae had such contempt for her own lineage that she didn't introduce herself as a Loralus at all!<br/><br/>T'sos meant 'Kiss'.  The girl named herself a strumpet, yet any with a refined sense of smell or paranormal sense for innocence could tell she was a maiden.  It was a marvel this child could even achieve half so much as her mother....<br/><br/>But she had.<br/><br/>Many times over.<br/><br/>Spellblade and enchanter able to crush stones with her dainty ebony fists.  She had access to an information network in The Night Above.   She wore talismans of adamant and magic, many she had made herself.  Avalae could stand among the mightiest of Auvyrahel's and hold her place, maybe even sincerely call herself an equal.<br/><br/>She also commanded the direct and lovingly loyalty of perhaps the houses mightiest slave—a shape changer who even now she lead in on a leash.