[Eleria is not quite twice as tall as the little man who pushed out a chair for her, but she's well on her way there at eight feet tall, and her uniform is decidedly ill-fitting in the other direction, apparently not meant for people as large as her, leaving her forearms and calves half-bare.
She looks a little surprised that she is being beckoned over, but with a glance behind her and to either side to check that she's not being talked past, she offers the small man a shy and nervous smile.] I, um, don't know if I'm good company...
[Still, it would be very rude to say no to the offer, and she perches carefully on the chair, like she's afraid it will break, and dips a nod-bow to him, offering,] My name is Eleria. Um, may I know yours, sir?
i am desperately late to this party but Varric is my favorite & here's a dinner friend
She looks a little surprised that she is being beckoned over, but with a glance behind her and to either side to check that she's not being talked past, she offers the small man a shy and nervous smile.] I, um, don't know if I'm good company...
[Still, it would be very rude to say no to the offer, and she perches carefully on the chair, like she's afraid it will break, and dips a nod-bow to him, offering,] My name is Eleria. Um, may I know yours, sir?