[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220419/d955e440c95ac6f731dc5e649ad359eb.png[/img][/center][hr]Lilann followed Kyreth’s attention to the boy acting as their shadow, which was much more of a literally apt description than would have been with others. He was clearly aetherborn with hair like that—if it could be called hair—and his overall demeanor wasn’t particularly bright even by comparison. He seemed upset, or wary, both of which she was no stranger to. If she could have collected a bounty for every time someone got uncomfortable when two Tainted conversed, she could buy the pants right off Lord Mystralath’s powdered, noble ass. 

Lilann noted his quick dismissal of the woman, and tilted her head as he stalked towards them. Part of her wanted to be upset with his bold-faced suspicion, but she’d been around enough blocks to know that aggression was not a game the Tainted were invited to play. Besides, the boy looked young, at least younger than her. So, she gentled herself.

When Mr. Laidon finished speaking, she slid gracefully up to the boy, close enough to look right up at him from behind her mask. As he had done, she lowered her voice to a whisper, just for them.

[color=skyblue]“I find curiosity quite compelling, don’t you?”[/color] 

And then just as swiftly, she twirled around and made for the desk as Ceolfric stepped away. The bandit finally got to his point, which, she had to admit, she was curious about as well. For the time being however, the most important thing was to secure employment for herself—and Kyreth. Of course.

Clearing her throat, she decided to take Mr. Laidon’s offer of good faith and removed her mask. With a polite bow and a smile, she approached Aleka at his desk.

[color=skyblue]“Good morning. My name is Lilann, surname: Storyborn. I come from Dranir, I have no living kin, and for work I tell stories—I even get to be in them from time to time. You'll find my influence anywhere people talk about their heroes, living and dead, though you'd be hard-pressed to find mention of me by name. As for my classifications, I’m afraid I don’t quite know what you mean, either. But, if it helps, I can move things with my will once I’ve touched them. And this—”[/color] She turned then, and gestured right at Kyreth, motioning for him to come forward. [color=skyblue]“Is my close friend, whose employment is packaged with my own. A boon to the house, I assure you, to have us working together in Lord Mystralath’s interests. Come, Kyreth, tell him a bit about yourself.”[/color][hr][sub][@Obscene Symphony][@Trainerblue192][/sub]