All of this is kind of overwhelming for this witch. The noise and people, the scents and sounds, are nothing like home. Not that the Nightsisters didn't know how to have a good time. It's just there are so many people Raelle doesn't know.

All the clothes are weird too, compared to her simple crimson tunic and handcrafted boots.

And then there's this gorgeous whirlwind of a woman who comes in like a tempest. She can't help but stare.

[ooc: Raelle is Force sensitive but not a Jedi-trained. She's not really Light or Dark, but something more primal? More here]