<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/Blind_swordswoman2.png)</div><br/>"It's a good question," Calanthe said, skirts rustling as she approached, "she usually has only one thing in mind when inviting me to anything." She inclined her head in the direction of the other speakers, "but this is a full gathering, and you're all women." Their last encounter ended with her in a deathtrap full of male strippers with mood music playing, Paratha hoping she'd save them all and then get<em>ideas</em>on how they could show their gratitude. Well, she<em>had</em>, but on her own terms and in her own way. Had the dragoness invited both Calanthe and a group of superpowered men, it probably would've meant she was up to her old tricks again. But this was something else.<br/><br/>"Calanthe," she introduced herself, "Paratha is my ancestor. To tell the truth, it's refreshing to see her branching out. Speaks well for the future. But it also means that your guess is as good as mine."<br/><br/>Arriving at the threshold she stood still as a mountain, letting the air flow and getting a feel for her surroundings. A welcome sign carved out in flame so intense that even she could read it. Charming. She started to stretch her awareness further inside, trying to get a feeling for what awaited them in the castle, but something outside and very close at hand stopped her. She turned her attention to Rainbow Bunny, the girl who she could only assume had dropped out of the sky.<em>What?</em>She opened her mouth and shut it again. The feeling of the wind playing at her was so very, very odd. The woman was like... she was a math problem. Determining the volume of a curved surface by chopping it into an infinite number of slices. She was a cake, flour, baking powder, eggs, sugar, butter, salt, lemon juice, mixed together and cooked. She raised a hand to touch the heroine's face, trying to figure out this tactile enigma. One of the advantages of blindness was that people were usually less concerned about their personal space around her.<br/><br/>"Hello," she said, and a question that had been asked, "It would be prudent to wait for the Abbess, at least."