…a dark elf.

Drew's intense glare landed on the only other person in her cell. Granted, she was pretty; fairly tall, heart-face and blue eyes that could give herself a run for her money. Her white hair actually paired quite well with her midnight skin, and as Drew's eyes continued down her body…

"They have to be fake," she thought to herself, before shaking her head slightly at the thought. Of course the colour of her eyes would be fake; no one's eyes could be that blue.

"T-to what do I owe the p-pleasure?" Drew stuttered, the harsh bite behind her words ruined by her chattering teeth. At least she sounded facetious; it wouldn't twist her words or anything.

"Well, beast," Drew could practically hear the sneer in her voice. "This is a notice for you; your trial will be this afternoon. And granted, I don't think it will go well...though," she trailed off, and Drew tried her best not to jump up and rip the elf's throat to get her to shut up. "Maybe I could be convinced to put in a good word for you to your judge…"