Jezamine yawned as she woke up, stretching out, her arm hitting the person next to her. Light streamed in through the flimsy, thin muslin curtains. Wait, that wasn't right. She needed to have... Oh dear she was late. Not for the first time too, the priestess shaking her head and quickly hovering up and off the bed. Clothes... On the floor of course. She quickly dressed herself, practised fingers doing the lace up with ease. The collar settled around her neck with a clank, as did the manacles around her wrists and ankles. In just five minutes, she was up and dressed, and determined, hovered out of the house, before landing neatly on the grass. She had to run.

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Oh dear. There were quite a lot of people here... A lich, a mask... A few men to perhaps convert to her way of thinking? Oh yes... She observed the male wererabbit with interest, before slowly licking her lips. [i]That[/i] would be an interesting addition to the flock of the Fallen God, and he looked to have quite the size on him... [i]Perfect.[/i] Oh my, she was going to have quite a lot of fun, apart from perhaps... The Order being here. 

That was odd, but judging by the salamander fawning over him, he might be one of those Andrale knights, she had heard they were a little odd. Something about converting others...? She didn't really know. She gave one last look around, before offering a little wave and floating up higher. "My apologies for being late. Sorry everyone! Hello! I'm Jezamine, but you can all call me Jez." She gave a smile.