A Drow elf steps forward from the other group. She is petite even for a Drow, barely standing above five feet in height, with her heavy cloak pulled close about her shoulders, she doesn't look like she enjoys traipsing about the swamp. The girl carries no visible weapons, though a black and silver holy symbol hangs about her neck.

Upon seeing the other adventurers, she brightens immediately and says in a warm, friendly soprano, "Hello. I wasn't aware the butcher's son was a dragon -- he looked quite humanoid to me." She laughs softly, obviously joking. "It sounds like we're both looking for lost children in these... Vivacious swamps. Perhaps an Adventurer's Alliance is in order? I am Viola Darkbough, and it is a pleasure to meet you."

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