<strong>Adyriana Silverbow</strong><br/><br/>Adyriana didn't sit at the table.  The young elf was uncomfortable with the confining surroundings, and more so because she was in a room with guards.  She hadn't had the most pleasant past with guards...and humans always made her nervous.  Her sapphire eyes flicked back and forth across the room, silently keeping an eye on everyone else who came or left.  Her fiery-gold hair was braided tightly and folded back on itself to protect her neck a bit more.  She'd hate to lose her hair, but the heavy braid might at least partially block a blow...she'd even been considering buying some wire to weave into the braid to make it tougher.  She carefully kept her hands away from her hidden daggers, shifting slightly in her dark leather outfit and wondering when the king would get down to business.