Little Orphan Zerzal

[Zerzal Nephardyuel]

Zerzal enters the room again... dancing, singing, whistling (and yes, she actually *CAN* sing!), flaying her helm around in her hand.

She freezes, looks around, beaming like Solusek Ro himself... and starts singing and dancing again.
In a swift move she twirls her helm through the air right up the hook on a coat stand, where it makes a sound a bit like a cowbell.

The sun'll come out, tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!  

The paladinesse makes an odd - and even more unusual - impression, dancing and twirling around, wearing all the armour, even though it does not encumber her swift movements at all.

You're only a day

While singing the last sentence, she rushes through the hall, forcing everyone to jump aside and with great elegance she slides on her knee while spreading out her arms, singing the last word out loudly

AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

The halfbreed Dal takes a deep breath and rises again. Her face seems to be consisting only of one huge smiling grin and brightly sparkling eyes.
Then she turns to all of her superiour officers, making the kneefall to all of them like she always does, of course accompanied with an awed milady or milord to every whan of them.
Then she turns to all of her equals in rank.

Greenings, dear friends!
What's going on in here? Hmm? Who? Erendrel?

When saying the name, her eyes seem to sparkle even a bit brighter.  Then she holds her right elbow with her left hand... her right hand holds her chin, stretching out the index finger over her mouth, touching her nose. Her head is a bit tilted and her eyes look up to the ceiling, hoping to find a memory up there.

Hmmm...
I think I indeed met that man, sire Njorn!
And as far as I remember, he was quite alright... yes... yes...

Zerzal's entire body language seem to say that she remembers him very well, and that to her the Koada'Dal paladin was a lot more than just "quite alright".
The young paladinesse swiftly twirls around again, and dances towards the exit.
Once more her surprisingly pretty voice cuts to the silence like a sharp blade through water.

When I'm stuck a day that's gray and lonely,

The guild hall gates close silently behind her, and you still can hear her voice through it.
Then the gates open again, Zerzal dances in again, right to the coat hanger to grab her helm.
She grins at everybody, puts her helm on with a faint "Klunk" and then she pirouettes out again, singing the last phrase.

I just stick out my chin and Grin and say oh!

As she leaves the guild hall again... you all stand there, wondering... then look at each other only to realize that ALL of you are astonished by Zerzal's mood.
None of you ever saw her like this... not even her fellow Refugees.

Then, before anyone can recover from the astonishment to say a word, the gate opens a bit again.
A feather winged helm appears through the opening shoutingL:

Oh yes, before I forget!
I don't need an escort to tomorrow's Frostfell party anymore!

The gate shuts behind her once more... and while you still wonder if she would come in again, you hear her voice fading away in a distance.