<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GplWqsu.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eli Cloudytwirls (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2589313)<br/><br/><em>Battle Actions</em><br/><strong>Movement</strong><br/><strong>Action</strong><br/><strong>Bonus Action</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Drip's sylvan cooing draws a peal of laughter from Eli as she dips her head in a nod, feet kicking freely beneath the table as she kept her reply in sylvan. "A good way to be! One never knows when something of much fun comes up in a sudden surprise. Or when other surprises fall short to much disappointment."  She gives the Satyr a wink and a nod before turning back to the others, his music causing her ears to twitch each time he changed tunes.<br/><br/>Giggles chime from her as the masked lass teased the crusader so. The woman settling near her and grinning down at her drew a grin to her own lips. "Kiss and tell? I wouldn't dream of it. Out in the field with others watching on the other hand. No telling needed there." Shifting forwards she leans in till her nose almost brushes Frore's and her gaze meets the mask of the blue haired lass. "It's a good thing you are a gentle sort as I'm but a frail maiden brought here while roaming the woods."<br/><br/>The crusader's arrival drew a smile and nod as she took her tankard, the mug overly large compared to her small size. While the introductions and teasing contained within caused a few peals of giggles to spill she didn't answer instead taking a noisy draw of the drink before smacking her lips. Setting the tankard beside her she launches up to her feet in a burst of iridescent beats. Standing tall as she can upon the table she dips into a curtsy, hands tugging up the fluttery skirt of her dress. "Greetings Bright of Wood."<br/><br/>A bit of a spin leaves her facing Frore where she dips into another curtsy, lips twisting upwards in a mischievous grin. "Greetings Bright of Wood's Gentle Lover." As she straightens from her curtsy she spins around, hem of her dress fluttering and the ever present mist swirling around her form. "This one is called by the name of Eli Cloudytwirls. There is much joy in this meeting." With the introductions done she flops down and hauls the tankard into her lap and takes another long sip, eyes closing and moan rippling from her.<br/><br/>The sudden yell from another has her eyes cracking open and watching a red skinned lass bounce around the room plastering herself against anyone she can get a grip on. "Oh dear. It looks like the Gentle Lover may find herself pinned by another before the Bright of Wood's gaze. Will the bright crusader manage to free the Gentle One for his own Bright Wood or will this Crimson Temptress draw them all into fun?" There's a grin curling her lips as she watches and she even makes sure to set her tankard somewhat farther away from her when she plops it down.