<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/Mirabelle1b.jpg)</div>Nayla the Warlock (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1231508)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Camp<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All, but particularly Yatari and Selena<br/><br/>The twin tailed half elf jerked in surprise as Selena slapped her ass.  Ignoring Yatari's introduction, she rounded on the gladiatrix with fire in her aquamarine eyes.<br/><br/>"Is that any way to greet someone you've just met?" she demanded, her hands resting indignantly on her hips as she glared up at the taller woman.  She did not seem to be intimidated by the size difference between them or aware of her own hypocrisy in asking such a question.  It appeared Selena's attention had already moved elsewhere however as the gladiatrix was now feeling up one of the blondes.  Crossing her arms in front of her exposed midriff, the half elf began to consider retaliatory measures.  The she noticed the others were drawing weapons and assuming defensive stances and her demeanour abruptly changed.<br/><br/>"Yatari was it?" the half elf asked as she placed a hand on the taller tiefling's arm and stepped up beside her.  "I'm Nayla, the Warlock of Fire and Illusion."<br/><br/>As she spoke, Nayla gestured with her free hand and a slender golden wand tipped by a glittering ruby appeared in a flash of magic smoke.