<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1c/Amerynth_2.jpg)</div>Amerynth tilted her head as she noticed the dragonborn... she had actually never seen one before, nor imagined how sleek and beautiful they could be. The wizardess turned to the druid she had recently sought out and brought to her village, her expression a mixture of gratitude and desperation."<br/><br/>"'Her Eminence'.... is she some kind of representative of the Widowed Duchess? Perhaps we should take her to the elder and see what new and/or aid she can bring?"<br/><br/>Now in less desperate times, Amerynth might have been a little more cautious in approaching a stranger, especially someone as formidable as the dragon-girl looked like she could be. But with the current situation, such caution was not a luxury the elven wizardess could afford.<br/><br/>Amerynth, herself,  likely appeared to be much less formidable. She was short and slender, with pale skin, her hair and eyes the color of the purest gold. Her top was a simple rectangle of clean white cloth, wrapped around her chest from the back, the ends not quite meeting in the front and then clasped together with a small silver chain, and topped with a strip of scarlet silk tied into a bow just above her modest cleavage. Delicate looking wings that somewhat resembled those of a dragonfly, also gold in color, sprouted from the back of her top. A white skirt was tied somewhat elaborately around her waist well below her midriff, and her feet were completely bare. She carried with her a leather satchel, open with the top of a leather bound tome peeking out.<br/><br/>She hurriedly approached the dragonborn, glancing to make sure that Allisandre was still with her. "Umm... excuse the interruption... you said you are looking for the elder? I can take you to him if you would like."