Alriana sat up as the female elf said her greetings. Standing up and hopping down from the roof, her eyes narrowed. People never usually interacted with witches other than to ask of them something. "Alklr! Mertr!",She called. In no time at all two creatures appeared by her side. They had the looks of dogs, but the largness of horses. Their muzzle like features were distorted and warped, giving the appearence that they were not graced with kindness. Practiclly spitting, Alriana asked,"What do you want from me?"

Leyrn knew that Cryla was better with these situations than he was, but she always seemed to get off on the wrong foot with other females. Shaking his head, Leyrn watched as the female magic weilder jumped from the roof and call her, "Friends". He was taken aback by the witches's hostility. They had not even done anything but say hello. Deciding it was a good time to butt in, he said,"Hello, I am deeply sorry if we have interrupted you." Leyrn knew that she was ready to attack, so they needed to be careful with their words.