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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Seonaid" data-source="post: 1296551" data-attributes="member: 11195">Enalia, elven barbarianAs they walk and begin to draw more and more attention, Enalia subtlely tries to hide the Eye affixed to her arm, holding it close to her stomach and covering it with her other arm as best she can. All this attention. I was hoping to spend my time here in silence and contemplation. She shakes her head at the turn of events.When she first spots the castle, she gawks openly. So much stone! It is so large! Why do they need such huge fortifications, such amounts of rock? As they approach, and then after they enter, she thinks to herself, It is quite beautiful . . . But so wasteful.Enalia tries her best not to look like a provincial. I never asked to be here, I never wanted to leave home. And yet here I am, picked out of a crowd by a dragon, and I refuse to think that these choices were random, and about to meet the Lady Alustriel! When they enter the room, and the Lady speaks, Enalia can't help but drop to one knee in a low bow. When Dain finishes, Enalia lifts her head and says breathlessly, "My Lady," before bowing again. "I am Enalia Astariat, of the Moonwood. I am at your service," she finishes, speaking to Alustriel's knees, not daring to look her in the face. She then bows again, this time keeping her head down.</blockquote>