The woman that had spoken to Marissa looked slightly older than the merfolk, at least by her own human standards, with long, black hair hanging past her shoulders, and an intense gaze that made it clear she would get what she wanted.  She was attractive, her thin robe doing nothing to hide her full breasts and a slim waist, though anything below that was difficult to see while she was sitting at the table.  She laughed lightly at the merfolk's question, before shaking her head.  "Forgive me, where are my manners?  I'm Karis.  Your name is Marissa, yes?"