[i][center]Esyllt Boudica Amazons - The Greatest Hunt [/center][/i] --- The jungle was the densest concentration of both growth and humidity Esyllt had ever experienced. Sweat had spread from her brow to her shoulders and the whole of her back, even if she had changed out of her armour. It was difficult to adjust to the princess' pace and climate all at once, but even so every experience the young knight had ever had paled in comparison to entering the amazonian homegrounds. Esyllt could not keep her eyes off of the village and it's townsfolk... There was no helping it, even in the presence of her queen... Who seemed to feel much more natural in the environment. It wasn't just the amazon that amazed Esyllt, however... Besides Naraem, who she had spent considerable time with studying golemancy and necromancy alike, their company was quite colourful... At least, if pale were a colour. There was a walking skeleton, whom Esyllt had at first assumed to have belonged to Naraem, but the way he spoke and acted for himself made Esyllt think otherwise. Then there was Alicia, whose skin was darker than she'd ever seen, in sheer contrast to her hair. Even in the amazon, she was the most exotic beauty out there, in Esyllt's mind. Finally, Maeven accompanied them also, although Esyllt was at slight discomfort with the manner they had parted ways at the ball... Yet that very conversation was what had lead to Esyllt coming to the aid of the amazons. She had to learn more about what they were up against... Something she soon would learn about from the princess herself. Esyllt nodded in acknowledgment at Naraem as he proposed to fight a monster with a monster. However, his plan was put onto a backseat, as they would first discuss the infiltrator... Naraem's proposal here was shot down, and both Alicia and Rust seemed to prefer to duel. Esyllt figured that in an arena where passion for one's art was key, they would attempt to identify the infiltrator through her killing intent... Something they suspected it would feel for all of the Queen's Blades. This gave Esyllt an idea... “Excuse me, your majesty, my comrades,” Esyllt spoke “I apologise for being so forward, but I am a telepath. I might be able to discern the succubus using these talents. I do not wish to upset your people, I know little of the amazon, less of their taboo. Would you be more open to telepathy than necromancy?” Alexandria glances to the Ethlinn, who nods curtly, though eyes Esyllt with suspicion. “I believe that would be a better solution.” Esyllt bowed slightly for their approval... “At your service,” Although she could feel the judgment cloud up in the air almost as thick as the humidity. Telepaths were not welcome in all circles, this Esyllt knew... But perhaps knowing this the succubus would be less suspicious... “Mining is a conscious process. If I am successful, there is a chance the demoness will know. I would like to request one of the Queen's blades stand by.” Esyllt said, as her eyes shortly fell upon Alicia's, before she turned to the walking skeleton. “I believe this would give us a chance to prevent the intelligence from returning also, Russel.”