[h2]Esfander Amdel[/h2]

The look on the martial artist's face was a pretty deadpan one, golden eyes staring at the other two, then back down at the robe to make sure that this [i]wasn't[/i] a temporary mistake. Esfander took one deep breath, sighing, "Good grief.

"Well, I should have known something like this was inevitable," she said, recovering adeptly and standing up... annoyingly coming to the conclusion that Sylphie was [i]slightly[/i] taller. What a frustrating reversal of their previous meetings, and more importantly a limitation on her martial capabilities until she had fully adjusted to the shorter reach. Though most individuals would probably fail at even cutting her should they hit, as it wasn't like her magical capacity felt in any way diminished. Not that she wanted to test this by taking the magus on her offer. "True, I should perhaps avoid calling anyone young lady now... but the habits of a lifetime die hard." 

Stroking a beard that no longer existed, the robe-wearing girl looked at the open door, then at the others, "Mr. Cauna, Mr. Aerarius, Mr. Ghundrach... I feel I may need to undress and fix my clothing somewhat. 'Twould be much appreciated if you leave first?"