[color=#ffffb2][b]Alina Erebos[/b][/color]

Alina gave the wardens her full attention while there was only 3 apparent guests, to which she was one of them. Solares and Nesalina... whom serve someone named Maiev. What did they mean by serve? Where they simply servants, or was this Shadowsong some sort of deity to them? She cast the latter out of her head, silently chuckling to herself at the thought. They were definitely just soldiers or the like, following the orders of this Maiev Shadowsong. Though, under the veil of darkness that her hood provided, her face was expressing how she wasn't too keen on getting to know everyone here. Or more specifically... Everyone that was showing up, excluding the one that appeared to be a Paladin.

The first was the elf she had witnessed when she first arrived in the courtyard, whom was currently showcasing his polite behavior to the abomination. And, while she condoned his mannerisms, she was struggling to accept his lineage after their factions had been at war. She knew that not all of them weren't evil or necessarily bad, but it was hard to overcome the prejudices that were established, especially when she had seen the consequences of war. 

Though, if she believed him to be in the wrong, than he paled in comparison to the death knight. She remembered vividly the icey sting of death that these harbingers of the scourge once had upon the lands, the damage that they caused under Arthas' control... It was a mess to attempt some of the damage that they could create on the body... Such horror. She saw them as one of the antithesis of the light, another enemy that she struggled to comprehend, let alone accept. She couldn't even look in her direction, even if she didn't appear to be as cold as her presence may have seen.

And yet another came that managed to escape Arthas' grasp, a forsaken drunkard. She wasn't even sure how that could work, but here it was. Then again, all she knew about them was how the light was the best method in slaying them. She had done it on several occasions, smiting them down for the sake of cleansing the land. And her personality... Where were the warden's getting their warriors that they resorted to a drunken corpse? Then again, she questioned what that said about her... Regardless, all she did was make a lightly audible
[color=#ffffb2]"Tsk..."[/color] as she looked in the direction of Rina and Melody. She was glad she didn't have to act so composed thanks to her hood, lest she'd be forced to smile in their presence. Instead she stared at them with disapproval.