It all certainly did sound rather interesting, though as with Rath, Ellen found no real openings in the conversation in which to reveal her true nature to the man.  Apparently, they didn't want to pry too much into her past, which was rather different from how things tended to go in the games.  People usually had all sorts of interest in one another's pasts in those, though now that she thought about it, that was probably somewhat encouraged, since it made for a good way to explain things to the audience.  The dramatic hero telling his companions about how the evil wizard killed his grandmother before becoming a lich, and so on...<br/><br/>Even over the next few days, she still didn't get any opportunities, though she did at least find some amusement and more than a little flattery at the attention the half-celestial paid to her.  Ahh, if only she were solid, or at least able to touch him with some sort of magic...  Her incorporeal nature was far too much of a potential advantage to her in the games for her to ever seriously consider giving it up, though, and she had neither the money nor the magical talent for the second option.<br/><br/>She was on deck in a flash on the morning when they first arrived over New Dazsu.  The final bastion of civilization in an exotic foreign land, populated primarily by Orc and Goblinoid peoples...  At least, assuming the common portrayals were correct, anyway.  It would certainly be rather interesting to take a look around down there, if she got the chance.<br/><br/>"The last town, huh?"  Ellen spoke up, questioningly.  "Are we landing, or is this just a... a flyover?"<br/><br/>She certainly hoped that they were landing.  And that if they were, she'd be let off the ship...