Tali rolled her eyes as he took his leave. Xaron would have his way no matter how much they complained or disagreed, Xandra would have to travel along regardless. Though as she pondered ideas to make her worse for wear, she smiled, eagerly tugging at Eon's sleeve, "An idea just struck me. What if we use Xandra as a pack mule of sorts? Our personal packs would be lighter and she would be fulfilling her 'usefulness', so we-"
Without warning, a regal looking elf wearing a beautiful crown of leaves approached them,
''Ah, so you two must be the human visitors that belong to master Xaron.'
''Yes, and who the hell may you be?''
''Almond the Wise, King of Gorlia and Wood Elves.''
"I'll apologize on the behalf of my friend here. He can be very.. ill-tempered. It's good to meet you, Almond."
As the two chatted with the king, Xandra looked up to see Xaron approaching her, looking cocky as ever.
"I was foolish to think a sadist like you wouldn't come back for more." She whined, her restricted limbs aching from the vice grip of the roots.