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"What the ********?" I ask myself as i take in the strange looking creature.

I look at the creature and ask "Where is the exit?"

"There is no exit; only an entrance," The woman responds. She gestures to each of them, counting heads. "This is only half the group, I can't do my job until they arrive."
Her gaze goes to Llangion's bow then shifts between the three. "I'll warn you now that fighting me would be a waste. I am neither your enemy or friend. Dear Llangion you may fire your arrows, but none will hit their mark. Titiani you can gaze upon me but you will never find my eyes, for I have none for you to find. And no amount of transformations will make you able to over power me, Finn. For now, I advise patience." She states. Her voice changes pitch, sound, and accent from word to word.

"I am what I am. I am as much a woman as you are, and as much a woman as Llangion is." She responds.

Takes out tin of tobacco, pipe and uses pistol to light the pipe. I find a decent spot to sit down.

"I had to be certain, I can't honestly have stood back there staring at a chick's a**." She responds with a grin. She walks over and sits across from Finn. She pulls out a small silver pipe the size of half a pencil and a vial with silver leaves in it from one of her sleeves. She quietly takes a single leaf from the vial, presses it into the hole at the end of the pipe then inhales on the mouthpiece. The rush of oxygen lights the leaf without needing a flame.
After holding the smoke for a short period of time, she exhales then returns the pipe and vial to her sleeve. She looks up at Llangion, her bright, color changing eyes rest on an emerald shade and she makes eye contact with him. She smiles at him sweetly before resting her head back against the wall, dazing up at the ceiling.

Titiani looks over at Ryssa when she appears, she gives her a once over then pulls her knees up to her chest, pouting.
"Satin is softer than leather y'know." She grumbles into her knees; after a moment she lifts her face out of her knees figuring she shouldn't act too immature now that there's a growing number of armed people. "So, scaled pointy ears...was your father a dragon? Or are you cursed?"

Baldur stumbled down the hallways, he stared at the walls in awe as he wondered what had happened to the forest that he was in not so long ago. He held onto his armor, that had for some reason loosened their straps, but he was too curious to sit down and retighten them but would rather walk in a clunky mess of chain and plate. He turned down one of the many hallways to see a group of individuals. His face lit up at the sight, of what he could assume as adventurers, and started to make his way. He stumbled down the hall with a loud orchestra of clings and clangs from his armor shuffling about. "Hello good adventurers! how are-" he came to an abrupt halt as he just noticed to odd creature in the middle of the hallway. ".. why hi." he said as his shoulder plate slid off of his shoulder and onto the floor with a loud clang.

Baldur watched titiani tighten the straps on his armor "why thank you, and it's not a costume. It's armor, only good adventurers wear this type of armor." He replied and hit his fist against his breastplate, letting the loud clang ring from the metal. He grinned when she pointed out his moving sack "Oh don't worry fair lady, this happens when a man is just... oh wait you meant the one on my hip. Don't worry it's just my trusty companions." He untied the sack that was writhing on his belt and opened it up and pulled out a large green lizard "This is here is Gurpgork, and I this bag is her many many babies. They're not only useful... but they're my personal army."