<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/51/Safiya_resized.png)</div><strong>Senna Etheran</strong><br/><br/>The elf's tension is just too delicious. Senna laughs, a low, quiet sound, as she takes the opportunity to both nip her ear and slide her hands down give her rear a squeeze before releasing her. "Do keep it in mind," she says, returning to the map. "If you're certain of your finely-tuned elven senses, that's probably more reliable than just hoping the enemy is overconfident. We'll take the forest way."<br/><br/>Reaching into a hidden pocket in her long cloak, she draws out a small wand of black wood. Touching it to her clothes, the fabric starts to weave itself back together until she starts to look some semblance of actually dressed. She repeats the process with her breastplate until she's properly armored again. "I'm not sure how much good this will do, but if we meet friendlies, it would behoove us to look presentable." She twirls the wand between her fingers, holding it out to Tashiel, her expression asking 'want to give it a try?'