Balen's description of Erissil turned out to be, for its lack of verbosity, quite accurate. Hector watched with great interest as the she-elf stalked out of the long grass, approached the riverbed and drank from it like a beast. The Imperial reminded himself that she [i]was[/i] a bit like a beast. The native clans of Valenwood were poorly understood and studied by the Empire and much of the information on them and their habits was centuries old, but Hector knew enough to know that these Bosmer lived so much in-tune with nature that they were more like it than perhaps any other race in Tamriel. Her scant state of dress was cause for Hector to raise one eyebrow, feeling compelled to avert his gaze for modesty's sake before he realized that Erissil would not care one way or another. Hector was about to open his mouth to say something when he was cut short by the arrival and enthusiastic greeting of Roland Corvo. His interest was immediately replaced by alarm when Erissil raised her bow and nocked an arrow faster than he could say '[i]he's with us[/i]'. Hector raised his hand in a placating gesture, keeping his eyes fixed on Erissil, and spoke quickly: "Eno, talk her out of it!" Leaving the task of making conversation with the Bosmer to his elven companion (in the assumption that Balen would know Aldmeris or Bosmeris or whatever it is the wood elf would be likely to speak), Hector pedaled backwards towards Roland, still not taking his eyes off Erissil, with fast strides and grabbed the man by his arm, his other hand still raised defensively towards the Bosmer. "Roland, good to see you," Hector said in a low voice. "Do not draw your weapon. The Bosmer is our guide. Treat her like a wild animal. Stay calm and make no sudden movements." He emphasized the statement by shifting his gaze and staring into Roland's eyes in the way only an officer can when he is expecting total obedience from his soldiers. [sub]Note to all: give [@Peik] the opportunity to calm Erissil down before introducing your character to the scene.[/sub]