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[The silver haired lady laughed again, softly, and oddly menancingly - But her voice was warm again, as she turned toward Gwedolen.]

Oh, Miss Chant - Almost everybody is related to everybody else in some fashion, once you go back around 10 generations or so and start counting...

But I do assure you, we're much more closely related then that, if you're actually a Chant.

[She then looked at Gwedolen, and blinked.]

...Oh, no, but where have my manners gone? I haven't even introduced myself!

[And then she smiled at her, beatifically.]

- I've been called many things, but most people nowadays call me Talia Silvermoon. And it's very good to meet you, Miss Gwendolen Chant!

[And that was when a familiar snigger went throught Gwendolen's mind, again.]

(Talia? Talia Silvermoon? Oh, that one and her word games again...)

(Yeah, who does she thinks she's kidding, it's not like anybody's going to forget what Meta - I mean, what she did in a thousand years, anyway!)