HalfTangible

Shortly after her encounter with the host, Amerah would spot the familiar colors of the Shushhan clan making their entrance. Never one to be shy, she waits along the lovely wall until he was free before making her way over to him in the same rigid manner that she had the Whitefeather King. It seemed she was still rather put off by the magical aura in the air, but her tone came as one that was extraordinarily commanding for one speaking to a foreign leader no less.

"You, master of the Shushan Clan. Walk with me, and bring no more than two of your men. I will do the same."