[Athilea Majiri]

Finally, grudgingly, she reached out towards the other woman. It was awkward, but she knew how shemlens shook hands. "I am Táriel Orloth." The woman bit her lower lip. There was still a look of distrust in her eyes but she continued. Each word was almost bitten off. She did not like this, but it was the only clue she had to her sister. "Please, help me find her. Ariane is my twin."