Keldan glanced over to Velan as the Mer walked over and asked her to pass her a drink. She downed the third glass of wine she already had on her hand before handing him a newly filled glass. "I hope to see this side of you more often, dear, I don't want to cause our leader any more trouble." She winked at him as he took the glass and she settled back with her side pressed against Maira. 

"I'm comfortable with any range really. I tend to run around the battlefield as I fire my arrow. If anyone gets to close to me I'll simply paralyze them or mess with their mind. I know how to use Illusion and Alteration magic." She shrugged a shoulder as she watch Corpulus fill another drink. 

"Green Pact, I do remember you mentioning it," Jarett said looking at a now calm Valen. He was curious as to what an orc tasted like, not that he would ever resort to cannibalism. He was just curious. "Do you add spices too? I can recommend a few spices from Hamerfell." 

[I]Disgusting. [/i]Keldan thought at the mention of the Green Pact. She wasn't surprised. Many Mer where people of tradition, which is a reason she had left home and why she tended to stay away from overly traditional Mers. She didn't say anything though, she didn't want to offend the sensitive Bosmer. 

(Sorry for any mistakes, typed this on my phone.)