<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ab/Aelen13.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Aelen Quinrona</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13176342#msg13176342)<br/><em>Noble High Elf Duelist Fighter 1</em><br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Emperor's Flagon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>He peered rather blankly at Malaki as she introduced herself, even glancing back as if trying to figure out who she was talking to.  But, of course, even Aelen wasn't thick enough to mistake her intent once she had a hold on his hand and her lips against his skin.  The feel of her tongue tickled, and he gave a soft squeal as he jerked his hand away and huffed.  "I'm not a lady!  My name is Aelen Quinora and I'm clearly<em>male</em>."  The green-haired sorceress had earned herself an impressive pout, but his ire quickly melted away as he listened to Andrea's reassuring murmurs.  The feathers brushing his pointed ear made it twitch and wiggle as he gave a soft shiver and hugged himself.<br/><br/>"I don't know what sounds worse, a fire-breathing demon or a fire-breathing dragon.  Do you really think it won't come back, Andrea?  I'm kinda useless without my sword, and even<em>with</em>Starshadow, I'm pretty sure that I couldn't fight a demon and<em>win</em>."  He shifted slightly in his chair, glancing back over at the bar, perking up considerably as he half-heard something the painted girl on the bar had said.  "Did you hear that, Andrea?  She just said they killed the dragon by drowning it!  Well, that's a relief...pretty clever, too, as long as it's not a blue dragon.  My dad told me a story once about a sapphire dragon that was twenty feet tall and fifty feet from nose to tail-tip.  The dragon fell in love with a beautiful elven princess and spent all his time circling her palace, for years and years, he walked around the keep just<em>hoping</em>for a glimpse of her.  Finally, when she was old and her death was upon her, she ordered her servants to carry her outside and she graced her devoted admirer with a kiss before taking her last breath.  The dragon, so overcome with sorrow for his lost love, began to weep and continued weeping until he dissolved entirely into water within the great ditch he'd created in the ground around the princess's castle.  And...that's how the very first moat was formed."<br/><br/>He sighed softly and sipped his beer, transported on a cloud of romantic pink fluff at the story.  He was drawn from his meandering thoughts, just as they'd wandered into wondering how a dragon and an elf could even<em>do</em>anything together, by the unexpected and boisterous arrival of Yira.  His brow furrowed as he tried to follow what she was saying, then smoothed when he recognized the offer of free food and drink.  "Oh!  Thank you so very much!  Andrea wanted us to go out and pick weeds for our supper.  I don't think weeds would taste nearly as good as stew."  He actually deigned to sit properly in his chair, picking up his napkin to tuck into his collar and then delicately lifting his spoon.  He glanced over at Zae'el as he took an elegant bite of his stew, every beloved etiquette lesson he'd been given apparent in his perfect posture and refined mannerisms.<br/><br/>"Are you alright, Zae?  Want me to feed it to you?"  He grinned impishly and scooped up another spoonful of stew from his bowl, eyes twinkling playfully as he began moving it across the table toward their infernal companion.  "Come on, Zae...Open the barn doors, here comes the hay wagon!  It's very tasty, and you can't drink too much wine on an empty stomach, or you'll feel sick."  He tilted his head and drew the spoon back, only to guide it forward again, making little sounds with his lips.  Likely they were<em>meant</em>to be the sounds of wheels rotating on a cart, but they sounded more like amorous tree frogs.<br/><br/>"Hello, Lhii!  I'm Aelen, that's Zae, the grumpy one is Ye'me and the fluffy one is Andrea.  Uhm...I don't really now the other two all that well.  We just met.  But, uh, be careful...the green one bites."  He nodded slightly and looked back at Zae...moving the spoon back and forth again and making more amphibious mating calls.