The three motley figures following Jayani into the archives were an unimpressive bunch.
Nadika the most becoming but somewhat intimidating in sheer height, Nadika's intimidating height and elfin, childlike features softened the image, and when she smiled, her face was radiant, but cross her, and her face became a haughty mask of scorn. Nadika had fashioned eyewear to cover her orbital sockets completely, the two round patches linked across her nose bridge and held there by two stiff wires going over her ears.
Neither Casper nor Sharif was the eidolon of masculinity, the two of them equally tall but Casper thick through his thewes, his neck nearly absent between the stoutly-muscled shoulders and the thick, prognathous jaw, his bulky arms reaching nearly to his knees in some evolutionary t
