From beyond the hall, the sounds of a flute being played somewhere echo hauntingly. The music is artfully played, and truly heartfelt... it gradually grows louder, and after a few short moments, the source of the music appears.
The figure playing the flute wanders into the hall, though if she notices any of its other occupants, she doesn't show it. Her fine elven features are formed in the expression of concentration, her eyes a shimmering, lively green. The silver flute she is playing is incredibly well-kept, and sparkles in the light as she moves. She twirls throughout the hall, coming ever closer to the others there, her hair following her in twisting arcs, shining in the light, and tied near the bottom neatly with a simple and tasteful green ribbon. Her clothing has a slightly rugged, though neat, appearance, in light, natural brown shades; a suit of elven chain is quite visible beneath her attire. A small pouch hangs off of a black leather belt, with a wide variety of brushes made from several materials. Hanging off of her other hip is a rapier, simple and elegant.
She finishes the music with a flourish, then takes a deep bow. She resumes her posture, and fits the flute into a loop on her belt, seating it next to her rapier.
"I am Calixte, the museborn." She says, smiling and taking a long look at her audience. "A pleasure to meet you all."
