[center][i][h2][color=#dd5419]Calariel[/color][/h2][/i][/center][hr]
Calariel was not really surprised to be called upon to join the others, but still she handled it poorly, as was her habit. Her eyes darted about a bit, not really seeing much, and finally her legs propelled her slowly forward, narrowly avoiding the human man of their party as he passed on his way to the stairs. Calariel couldn't remember if he'd introduced himself or not.

She came to a stop beside the dwarf, her fingers intertwined with each other so that she would have something to do with them. As ever, she didn't know where exactly to look, so she didn't bother, staring more or less straight ahead. She'd actually found it odd that no one had yet commented on the strangeness of her eyes, and her apparent blindness. Normally it was the first thing she needed to explain.

[color=#dd5419]"Forgive me, master Dwarf, I... am usually more comfortable from afar, is all."[/color] In battle and polite conversation both, it seemed. She waited uncomfortably for a moment, before she turned to look and listen in the direction the human man had gone.

[color=#dd5419]"I think I should follow him,"[/color] she said, tentatively. [color=#dd5419]"The wizard implied we should arrive with haste. I don't wish to delay him any further."[/color] With that, she awkwardly turned and made to follow the man up the stairs.