
The Elezen tilted her head in what could have been measured as intrigue. All about her the air shimmered and flashed, yet she kept her calm. "Your theatre," She mused. "I see. I will not accept your offer, because we are both aware why I am here. In that spirit, let us begin."
All the while she remained poised, serene; demure. The aether seemed to coalesce in front of her, rendering the tall figure into translucence. A faint image was wrought from the convergence -- tall, male in stature. Every tick that went by gave it shape, form and clarity until at last a highlander male stood between her and her quarry. He was dark of hair and skin, with a band of deep black across purple eyes. His posture was confident to say the least -- cocky, to be more accurate. He bore no weapons, but presented an ensemble identical to the other Highlander's. It was fitting, considering his form was identical to the others as well. He did not speak, but allowed the woman to speak on his behalf.
"If this is your theatre, perform for me."
All the while she remained poised, serene; demure. The aether seemed to coalesce in front of her, rendering the tall figure into translucence. A faint image was wrought from the convergence -- tall, male in stature. Every tick that went by gave it shape, form and clarity until at last a highlander male stood between her and her quarry. He was dark of hair and skin, with a band of deep black across purple eyes. His posture was confident to say the least -- cocky, to be more accurate. He bore no weapons, but presented an ensemble identical to the other Highlander's. It was fitting, considering his form was identical to the others as well. He did not speak, but allowed the woman to speak on his behalf.
"If this is your theatre, perform for me."