[Hadriel has a lot of things: a total lack of real sunlight, a lake full of mutant sharktopii, and free mopeds for as far as the eye could see to name a few. But one area it was continuously lacking in was racial diversity.
So far in Lup's stay in Hadriel, she's seen a gaggle of elves (including herself and her brother), one dwarf (who just so happened to already have been her friend from before this place), and one assumed dragonborn. Everyone else that she's come across? Human. Humans, humans, humans. And boy, it sure gets old fast.
Which is precisely why the elven woman double takes at the sight of Carey curled up protectively on herself, her path changing from a casual stroll home to making a beeline at the dragonborn instead. Considering all of the chaos that reflections have been causing as of late, it doesn't take a genius to figure out what's gotten under the other woman's scales. So Lup does what comes naturally to her. She plucks the mirror up and tosses it over her shoulder, the resulting shattering of glass satisfying in a way that few things really are.] Hail and well met, homie. Your knight in silver pumps just arrived.
[Taako's shoes, natch, but she rocks them harder than he ever could.]
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So far in Lup's stay in Hadriel, she's seen a gaggle of elves (including herself and her brother), one dwarf (who just so happened to already have been her friend from before this place), and one assumed dragonborn. Everyone else that she's come across? Human. Humans, humans, humans. And boy, it sure gets old fast.
Which is precisely why the elven woman double takes at the sight of Carey curled up protectively on herself, her path changing from a casual stroll home to making a beeline at the dragonborn instead. Considering all of the chaos that reflections have been causing as of late, it doesn't take a genius to figure out what's gotten under the other woman's scales. So Lup does what comes naturally to her. She plucks the mirror up and tosses it over her shoulder, the resulting shattering of glass satisfying in a way that few things really are.] Hail and well met, homie. Your knight in silver pumps just arrived.
[Taako's shoes, natch, but she rocks them harder than he ever could.]