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The Lady Mavros was swept away. Long, hair-like wisps of visible air trailed far behind her as the wind carried the inebriated noble through her city streets and into her home. Ellenara's elemental form tossled the young elf's hair as she offered swift passage. Soon, the dining room doors swung open with a brief, forceful gust. The guests were treated to the sight of one of their hosts in the cradling arms of a strangely ethereal being of mist, only for Ada to be placed gently to her feet beside an empty seat. The swirling body beside her condensed and colored until Elle emerged, propping Ada up beneath the girl's shoulder. [color=yellow]"Well, I'd say she enjoyed herself,"[/color] said Elle, helping Ada to sit, [color=yellow]"She doesn't get out much, does she?[/color]

After seating Ada at the table, Elle made her way around and joined with the others. [color=yellow]"Oh, food. I knew the night was missing something!"[/color] she proclaimed, gathering up pieces of the meal and assembling them before her onto the table, without a plate. Seemingly ignorant of manners, she started to pull the food to her with her hands and eating from her fingers, with teeth gnashing like an animal. While not particularly violent with the meal, she didn't mind or notice the occasional slurp or slop as she ate. 

[color=yellow]"So,"[/color] she said, the words slightly garbled by the half-chewed chicken tucked into her cheek, [color=yellow]"As long as we're sharing, I should probably tell what we found out in the city."[/color] After declaring this, she finished the bite she had already taken, only to take on another and continue. 

[color=yellow]"Our dragon lurks on a mountain to the south of Vael Turog, somewhere that I can probably find. The dragon is indeed quite ancient by the sound of it, or at least that's the account of the last man to see the giants that withheld it and survive. He said they guarded it, and that they were led by a much greater giant. Hraesvelgr was the giant's name."[/color] 

She looked to the others for a moment of pause, before turning in her seat to open the pouch at her hip. Before reaching in, she cleaned off the residual food from her fingers by drawing them into her mouth briefly. With her hands still glistening, she plunged most of her arm into the small pouch and retrieved the pristine crystal globe. [color=yellow]"I know where to look, so I might be able to find more with this,"[/color] she declared, holding the artefact in the air for the party to see, [color=yellow]"Perhaps someone could do me the kindness of looking into this figure for me as I seek them out?"[/color][/color][/indent][/indent]