Feeling the movement, Niko had realized she was not unconscious as of yet - simply stunned. However, stunned enough to be complacent in her binding, and she remained fairly still as he lowered from his shoulder and sat her nearby the fire, a rock behind her propping her up.

"We can't be letting you go yet," Niko began, glancing at Dreet-Na, and glad he wasn't taking the same homicidal stance as Valerion. "We'd like to know why you approached us - and then attacked." He finished, now looking back at the female elf before him. She was still looking fairly dazed, but for the moment, that wasn't what caught his attention. Her near-spectral skin almost shone out beneath the dirt smeared on her face, the whiteness only more illuminated by the fire. Not only that, but her hair was as pale as the snow of Skyrim, and her pointed, angled ears protruded out from beneath her wintry locks - far longer than any Altmer's he had met. And from beneath her pale, half-closed lids, her bright, almost ethereal blue eyes shone.

_"This is no ordinary Mer..."_ Niko thought to himself, although didn't voice his thoughts; for some reason, he felt that this would be the last thing this woman would want.

"I'm Nikolaus." He added as an afterthought. He'd always found that people tended to be more open or truthful when you introduced yourself with a smile.

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Rozalia had looked on at their captive with both interest and relief - at least she wasn't dead. Tensions could get high when out in the wilderness, with people constantly on alert; it was a miracle no-one was seriously injured.
"Yeah, come on then. You look freezing." She finally said to Idrun, walking back towards the fire and motioning for her to follow. "I'm Rozalia, but you can call me Roze." She said, positioning herself on a log with her back to the fire - opposite side to where Niko had placed their captive. "That Nord over there is Nikolaus, stood with Dreet-Na. We've got another Breton called Valerion - creepy guy, but he obviously knows his stuff - and a Khajiit called Rawlith. We've got a few others too, but they're probably asleep or have wandered off." Roze rattled off all the names she could remember, and a nudge by her foot caught her attention. Glancing down, Leo had removed his cloth from his face, giving her a bleary-eyed glare.

"Oh, yeah. And this is Leo, the idiot who got sunburn on his eyes." She added with a scathing look back at him, which he promptly ignored, instead turning his gaze to Idrun with a dashing smile.

"Leonidas Conmecticus - but you can me Leo. It's funny - I was just thinking how this group needed more girls. And two more have appeared. Lucky me, huh?" He said with a chuckle, and Roze glanced over her shoulder, frowning.

"Uh... I don't think our new friend will be interested much in you Leo. She did just blind you."

"An accident, I'm sure."

"Yeah, whatever." She replied with a roll of her eyes, looking back at Idrun. "I'd recommend ignoring him - although he does have a point. Apart from me, I think there's only one other female, an Orc. But she doesn't talk much." She explained, then glanced towards the opposite borders of the camp, where Delphine had set up her tent. "And then there's Delphine. She's a Blade, but she's only sticking with us till we hit Kynesgrove, and it's resident flying lizard." Roze finished dryly.