“Simon,” Kili offered the raven haied man a nod, then, “Eric.  Nice to meet you both,” the redhead briefly repeated her introduction.  She offered the well dressed man the same, “Victor,” she repeated.  Kili had learened long ago to call everyone by name when she met them, while holding their eyes.  She also looked them up and down, making note of something memorable about each of them.  Though very intelligent, Kili's frequent bouts of insomnia forced her to pick up memorization tricks lest she loose all manner of information too the bleary eyes that came from a sleepless night.<br/><br/>The redhead eyed the swashbuckler curiously as he began to relate a 'mission', then barked ith laughter as tickling doppelgangers took her as a fine punchline.  She raised her glass towards the handsome human in salute.  “You had me going there, Jason, well met.”<br/><br/>She greeted Alex and his dog with the same polite smile.  “Try the curried lamb,” she suggested, “I enjoyed it.”<br/><br/>When a great giant of a man she didn't recognize, but who was in many ways more impressive even then her mentor, the redhead gave him her undivided attention.  She gave Jason an approving nod at his desire to know more about their more reclusive future companions, but didn't press matters when their host mistook his meaning.<br/><br/>Instead she offered Jason a sympathetic look, then focused on the map again.  She gestured for the latecomer halfling to join her at the table.  “Kili,” she said softly, offering her hand, “Well met.”  If the halfling girl stayed close she would quietly retell the Snowlock's tale and explain his offer.<br/><br/>The first dent in the redhead's cheery demeanor came with the revelation of the black Z token.  For a moment, her fists clenched at her sides, then she nodded gravely.  “The black clad bastards will not find me to be easy prey.”<br/>