"Likewise Lentus, I've only heard the Elven culture from our shipwrights. A most ancient race with legendary feats of strength themselves. A skill with the bow considered unimaginable unless seen." Eleni was impressed with their culture and had to admit she wanted to try her her bow against Lentus's. "You can say that. Only those with darker hair are considered to protect and serve the empress. Said to be born directly from the twin goddess's themselves." She allowed her self the childhood fantasy to an extent.
 
Taking a second helping at her host discretion. Her metabolism demanded more than the average being, whether it was her rigorous training or simply because of her identity, it wasn't denied its desires. "Sometimes discretion is truly the better part of valor. I cannot speak for myself but sometimes the shadows save more than the blade." Feeling sympathetic towards the elf's devotion and background. "I wear the goddess's on me. I will show you, when we aren't surrounded by ogling eyes." Indicating to the slight traces of tattooing at her wrists, giving the notion of extensive tattooing.

Drinking the whole of her cup before elf's question about her motives, refiling her glass another time. "I was framed for murder of the late empress. I know who did but cannot prove the culprit. I'm under exiled justice. Banished from my home until my innocence is proven. My friend and current empress can't see that her own husband was the murderer. So hate, rage and anger for the most part." 

Her plate and drink fell all over her. Trying to curb the anger, as Eleni's face grew increasingly red, clenching her hand into a fist. Popping as it closed, exhaling and soothed herself from starting what would be a free for all brawl. Was considering it too until she was handed a letter, skimming threw its contents knowing the common tongue as it was mandatory growing up.

"That I'm to meet in the library with the captain after the feast. I'm assuming for an elite group of prospects for a more dangerous assignments." An honor for an elite group it was but still something just had to curb taking orders from a male. "We should bunk together after this meeting. I ask you a favor? I know I have no right to ask but help me curb my disdain towards men. My homeland women are the hierarchy. I would be in your debt if you did me this honor." Extending her hand out with a slight warming smile.