Sana rolled her eyes slightly at Das. "No more than you prancing around naked."

She laughed slightly as Hugh turned away but still shields her from the rest of the group. "For your eyes and yet you won't look?" she teased lightly before looking over to Ellyn and sighing slightly. "No, it's okay Hugh, Ellyn can stay," she said giving Ellyn a slight wink. Unwrapping her clothing she handed it over to Ellny to hold as she undressed. "I'm okay, it has just been a long day," she said as she stripped out of her clothing, tossing each piece over Hughs shoulder as she did. Figuring if he wasn't going to look she could still tease him with the thought.

Taking a piece of clothing at a time from Ellyn, she began to dress. The clothing itself was vastly different than what she had been wearing. It was soft and supple like her other leathers but the style was not meant for an archer that was clear. Fitted leather leggings hugged her skin and rested on her hips, held in place by thick woven fabrics decorated with iron rings and fringe. Her shirt, if it could be called that, was a tank of leather combined into a chest bodice with thin straps and small coins that hung from beneath her breasts. It was the clothing of her people. She truly looked like a gypsy of the sands now as she stood there in the moonlight.

Looking down at it once it was on she sighed, she had not worn it in aged but Ellyn was currently wearing her only other change of shorts. Peeking a brow, she had an idea. "Ellyn, come with me," she said as she took Ellyns hand before stepping in front of Hugh so he could see her. "I have an idea," she said to Ellyn as she looked at Hugh. A mischievous grin coming to her lips.


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Pulling Ellyn away from the group with her pack on hand she rummaged through it and pulled out an old scroll. "It's not a bard song but fitting right now. You take the high, I'll take the low. Your music, my dance," she said as she smiled and explained her gypsy past. That she could sing and dance but the magic of the bard never came to her as the rest of her people. "With everything we have been through the group could use some entertainment. Would you? With me?" Sana asked kindly to the songstress. Someone She was beginning to think of as a dear friend.