Nazria
she was the first to pipe up, with an unexpected loud voice (for her.) "I am Nazria, I wish to be called nothing else." She growled in a tough way, hiding any bit of fear she had in her. Her pale grey eyes didn't compare to his, she looked in them and saw an endless cave of emeralds. She always had a thing for eyes... thats why she hated her dull ones.
Nexerus
He cleared his throat and did a quirk bow to Ace. "Nexerus, brother and protector of Nazria." He cautioned, over protective of his sister. She turned to him and made an unsettling glare which got him to shut up. She hated him being protective of her, she never made friends that way. But Nexerus looked away and back to Ace. He stared at him, studying his build. He too puffed out his chest, not being as buff as Ace, but pretty close. He stopped and turned to look behind him, yet another fae (the one from before) approached the group. he did a simple nod of his head and remembered her looks and scent. His eyes told the tale of his journeys, the long painful journeys across mountain ranges and lakes. This happened often, or as his sister said, it was a great blessing for the people who looked into them.