[Road from the Northeast]

The woman touches down as her thrusterpacks cut out, and despite the noise, seems to hear Emily just fine. She smiles welcomingly.

"Greetings. It's just standard procedure. We like getting to know prospective members a little bit, to see where they might fit in. I'm Kaydara, of the Red Dragon," she says, extending a hand for Emily to shake, as though it's the most natural thing in the world, even though Emily is nearly twice as large as she. Perhaps she does shake hands regularly with people of Emily's size, who knows?