Ink

Ink chuckles.
„My, my, and here I thought I would have to do all the sweettalking! Greetings, my Lady. We are certainly blessed to have a servant of the gods travel with us.“

She smiles at Ines than turns to Aurelian, prompted by Sir Sarne addressing the Eladrin.

„Huh, is he ... an Elf? He looks quite different, though...“ she wonders under her breath.
Regardless, she gives the Eladrin a welcoming smile and waves at him.