<div class="floatright">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w172/minarou/2458078-dragon27scrownelf.png)</div><br/>Lauriel La Lena (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=212401)<br/><br/>Lauriel suddenly felt small when more and more newcomers came in into the dinning hall and its not just because she is conscious of her petite built.  She could tell from how they carry themselves: either they are very confident or intimidating, unlike her, all mousy and a bit naive.  Heck, she would probably go unnoticed by the others especially since she has not made the effort of introducing herself yet.  So it was a bit of a surprise to her when the one called Miranda Bradly took her seat next to her. Now is her chance to break the ice, to make herself known to a least one person.  She waited her turn after Ogzi and Cathari.<br/><br/>"Hello...I'm Lauriel.  Lauriel La Lena.  Your name is...Mirada, right?  I hope we get to wor-"  She was cut off by Cathari who suddenly grabbed her in one arm, much like Ogzi, and fiercely hugged her with much glee.  Lauriel felt rather awkward and just stood there wide-eyed, unsure of how to respond to the obnoxious girl's antics, especially with regards to Cathri thinking that the elfmaid is cute.  She eventually spoke.  "Um...thanks.  I think?" she weakly smiled.<br/><br/>Lauriel has never seen a drow before, only having heard of them in myths.  So it was bit of a surprise, shock, and apprehension in that order that she got to see one in the flesh.  She was especially disturbed by Menzoza’s remark directed at her and Miranda.<em>"What did she mean by fuck?"</em>she innocently wondered.  Looking at Miranda closely now Lauriel just came to realize that the woman beside her is an elf, a wood elf in fact.  She did not recognized her due to her…well-endowed proportions, mistaking her for a human and that her pointed ears were barely made known through those golden tresses of hers.<br/><br/>After their hosts made themselves known and laid out the rules and who would be the first four contestants (while manhandling the poor Cathari in the process), Lauriel was a bit sad and disappointed.  She would not be among the four, which means she would not get the chance to be with Miranda, and she was hoping of wanting to know her better as one wood elf to another.  Maybe in the course of the games that could be arranged, maybe not.  Her fear of getting left out is now becoming a likely possibility.  But, even if that would be cause, the announcer did mention that those without groups would still be eligible of participating in the games, one way or the other.<br/><br/>Lauriel sighed.  “It’s alright Lauriel, you’re sure to be in the next group.” she fervently hoped so.<br/>