Northstar Vale merchant : take a look at my wares

A wave of relief broke over the shores of the pale femme though outwardly she presented the same infallible calm. She had come to possess a mask she had realized long ago, that of Liri the leader who could broke no expression of weakness before the outside world - not if she was to be viewed as an equal rather than an invalid. 

Still, she allowed some measure of this emotion to shine in her dark eyes as she turned a grateful smile upon Aurewen. "Thank you. I believe much anxiety could be appeased both in the Vale and at Arrow Lake if we were to discuss this situation." 

It was immensely gratifying to realize that it was not only she that felt the implausibility of Diaspora's claim but even just one of Stigmata's subordinates. She answered the silent thought with a small smile of understanding - communicating her similar opinion without voicing a negative rapport of the conqueror. 

"I don't believe I caught your name, miss. I'm Liri Blackfoot," she introduced herself with a slight dip of her peppered crown.