The mirth in the vulpine's golden hues faded substantially once one of them proved themselves capable of addressing someone of her position and had the foresight to convince his kindred to put away their armaments.  Once they did so, the quarter circle wall of flames ahead of her gradually subsided until all that remained was a swathe of blackened earth.  Immediately after, the creature's form smoothly shifted to that of a woman whose unnatural beauty was a telltale sign that she was not human despite her similarities as such.  She held the sort of glamorous splendor that reached back to the root word of 'glamour' in that her mere presence was capable of hushing a room into awed silence simply by entering it, as if enthralling their attentions through a spell even though no magic was cast.  Brilliant fiery red locks cascaded down her head and over the shoulders in long silken strands.  Her fair skin the color of moonlight on a clear night sky with just as much radiance remained flawless from head to toe of her entirely nude frame.  The only feature standing truly at odds with a human was her golden eyes that had slitted feline pupils.<br/><br/>Gilbert's words caused the woman's head to turn fractionally away from Michael's direction in order to capture the bard in her peripheries.  She spoke again in that same singsong voice, this time in Common rather than her native tongue.<br/><br/>"How better to judge a man's merit than in his interactions with one whom he does not expect an impression to be made?"  She paused for a beat allowing her golden feline hues to cast a fleeting glance towards him.  "What is to be accomplished with a second attempt aside from seeking to hide the truth of one's character?"<br/><br/>There was a pause as she allowed her insinuation to sink in before her attention returned to the male gypsy.  "However...  I find you to be quite the oddity in that you not only speak my language, but also the dialect.  Something you mortals rarely comprehend and not without having some measure of familiarity with my kind.  Perhaps we could strike a deal, mortal; knowledge for knowledge.  Tell me child, who are you and how is it that you seem so acquainted with the customs of my kind.  In return, I will share with you my own identity as well as answer your question regarding my choice in prey.  Does that sound like an agreeable exchange?"