| Inamar, a pretty young woman most likely in her late teens to early twenties, gives the newcomers a self-conscious wave and smile. Though her clothes most likely originally came from offworld by their style and material, she's slashed the shirt's bottom half off and turned the loose breeches into a much shorter pair of loose breeches; ending well above her knees. Neither article of clothing's original color is still discernable, being so stained with mud and leaf and grass. Her hair is brown and cut quite short...perhaps to leave parasites no hiding places. Most visually arresting about her though are her peculiar violet eyes, which are quite literally purple in hue, and the moving blue tattoos that move slowly over her exposed skin.
The tattoos appear to be drawn in sky blue lines, each one is a discrete rune or symbol...some recognizable to those with arcane knowledge, many more are not. They move in clusters and groups...occasionally trading symbols with neighbors, occasionally fracturing entirely and redistributing themselves. Most of their motion is slow and even rhythmic, as if they were borne on invisible waves. Every so often though, a brief flurry of frantic activity ensues. There's no visible reason why, nor does Inamar appear to even notice when it happens.
"Hi," she says, almost guiltily. "I'm Inamar, by the way. Just...thanks. If, you know, if you do it." She shrugs. | 
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