Holding the snoke in her lungs for as long as she could stand it, longer than she would normaly indulge, the violete haired girl released it with a long sigh, then leaned back, one arm going around the amorous exalt's shoulders.  "So," she whispered, so as not to disprut the contentment of the pipe.  "I have some idea who soem of you are, but we should be a bit formal if we're going to work together.  My names Ledaal Kalinda.  I'm a graduate of the heptagram," she touched the jade tiara on her brow with the hearthstone nestled in it, "and I know a bit of sorcery, enough to give us an edge, but my actualy studdies, like my charms, focus mostly on lore and linguistics.  I study history, the underworld, and the deathlords, and I've studdied at Great Forks as well as the libraries of the realm.  I never forget anything I read, or see.  I defend myself with Five DRagon Martial Arts, but if I actualy have to fight, I use lighting at a distance.  I can send messages on the wind. I'm not much in a head to head fight, but I'm not incompetent either.  I don't mean to brag, I just want you to know what I'm capable of."<br/><br/>A white squirell slipped in, chittering softly, then leapt up onto Kalinda's shoulder.  "Oh, yes, this is my friend.  She says she hates the smell of my pipe, but always comes when it's lit.  She keeps watch for me when I ask, even spies, when she can hold her attention on any one thing.  She is a squirl after all."