<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/vCpZwLv.jpg)</div>Name: Vall Ha'la, Queen of Valkyr<br/>Location: Flesh Bazaar<br/>Tagging: Nayla & Juliet<br/><hr/>Oh, whoops; seems Vall had misspoke about the 'bugbear' thing... to be fair, she'd had bugbear on the mind. Such lovely fur... what was she doing again? Oh, right, Second Hair to Throne of Hobgoblins. That and Nayla and Juliet, half-elf and the strangely feminine bugbear (why'd she think it was a human before? Must have been a trick of the light).<br/><br/>When asked if she recognized them... well...<br/><br/><strong>"I... vaguely recall having seen them before. I doubt we were introduced,"</strong>she answered, a glance at the two women, one illusioned.<strong>"I believe we were part of the same adventuring... let's say 'party'. I left early on my own however, which served me well as it lended me the rare chance to rescue a fellow Drow-blooded sister whom I did recognize from our little party, and many others from the slavers. They were not so keen on letting me go after that, as you can imagine.<br/><br/>"Not that I'm complaining too much; never would I have considered I'd be meeting with such handsome hobgoblin nobility after that,"</strong>she wrapped up with a coy little smirk as her eyes went up and down the lord's body.<strong>"You know, if my reputation precedes me, then you should know that I don't terribly mind if my - ahem - 'discussions' are more... <em>public</em>... especially when the 'public' happens to be so cute."</strong><br/><br/>Charm and flirtation oozed from her naturally and sincerely; not a drop of deception would be found in her words. Idly Vall hoped that her artifact still functioned; she was certain her people were enjoying the show; noble political intrigue mixed with bedroom negotiations and the risk their Queen might find herself someone's plaything... she was sure they would be glued to their seats...