Yazulaynes little own world, made out of a strong breeze, some wood and her, was shattered as she caught a glimpse of someone new entering the flying airship."Huh?" Curiosity taking the better of her she made a few steps forward, secured by her powers in form of 2 ropes tied to the mast and her chained by two ropes, to get a better look at the person, been a noble herself, her first statement was."A butler!"
A long black armish stick spread from the shadowy rope that served as protection, slowly making its way downwards, the small eyes here and there fixating their look on the new person. As the arm reached the ground and rooted itself there without damaging the ship, Yazu was transported along the strange contraption to reach the deck safely. With that done everything retracted itself into her scar on the face before she turned towards Lenz. "I wonder if we see any rainbow scaled dragons alongside our trip, I heard they are truly beautifull~ ..." Of course the cursed elf didn't hear anything of their conversation prior to joining but she would obviously introduce herself. "Hello Mister Butler, you may call us Yazulayne!"