<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/Z1PqKiV.png)<br/><strong>Ye'me</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=288301.msg14165511#msg14165511)</div></div>Ye'me was pleased as many others seemed to come from nowhere to join the merry band!<br/><br/>First there was what was probably the most proper man he'd met since leaving amazon territory. He was slender, well kept, a clean fresh face, and lovely green hair. Ye'me favored him with a warm smile. "Ah good, nice to have some proper manly companionship on this voyage." He leaned in and whispered. "Never fear, I know how hard it is to maintain the proper ways in such a backwards place. I vow to you my support." He nodded solemnly.<br/><br/>Another approached. What were the odds? This man also seemed to keep himself as a proper man should! Although perhaps not as masculine as Kriss, Ariann was certainly making the proper effort. "Never worry friend, I have persuaded this man not to harass the women." Ye'me said, extending his soft, but strong by civilized standards, hand. "I am Ye'me, on a quest from my people to prove myself as a warrior! And what is your tale, friend?"<br/><br/>But that was not all, a very pretty man emerged nearby. Ye'me was quite pleased by this, and recognized of course the all too familiar gestures of a man who had to emerge quickly after giving pleasure to another. As a former courtier in his mother's court, he had had to do similar things himself to foreign visitors many times. He stepped so that he was shielding the man from the view of any nearby women and reached out to help fix his lovely pink hair with a friendly smile. "Did you hear the offer, will you answer the call too my friend? Join us brave men on this quest?" He asked, gesturing towards Arrian and Kriss.<br/><br/>Finally, a woman approached that made Ye'me's jaw drop. Even next to the barbarian, she was tall. And so strong! And so feminine! He felt his heart fluttering behind the chainmail bikini top that covered it as she strode over, poweful, masterful, confident, everything a woman should be. "Oh sweet white horses..." he whispered, eyes locked onto the green woman. He gulped, fixed his hair quickly, checked his makeup in the nearest shiny surface and took a deep breath before standing up as straight as he could walking to her.<br/><br/>"Madame Wor," he said with a low dip. "Thank you so much for agreeing to come along and lead us." He spoke nervously, as if he was about to giggle shyly. "It's it's so nice to finally meet a proper woman in this strange land I..." he cleared his throat and laughed nervously. "This will be so much simpler with you to come along and be a firm and commanding lead, I." He laughed, "I thought it was going to be just us men," he gestured towards the others, "trying to make decisions without a woman's touch?" He laughed at the idea. He put a hand over his heart. "If there is anything, anything I can do to make your voyage with us more comfortable please let me know Madame." He dipped again.<br/><br/>Breathing a sigh of relief that he'd managed to speak to her without losing his nerve he stepped back instantly. He noticed a woman volunteer and rush past. He sighed and shook his head. She was as meek and masculine as she could be was she not? Disgraceful. Well maybe Madame Wor would rub off on her, he could only hope.<br/><br/>"No...no ale then?" He asked, sounding a little disappointed as Alrun asked for them to leave. "Well, alright, we can share some drinks after our victory! And maybe on the road?" He asked hopefully.