Following Salem to the training ring, Korrin munches on her own hearth cake while awaiting the arrival of sparring partners to observe. Hearing Pel's name perks her up considerably, and she eyes her companion with new interest.

"Oh, I know Pel. She was just what we needed at that recent mage meeting. Are you part of her clan? It seems like this place is drowning in Asharas." Not a bad thing at all, given her tone. "No, wait--you mentioned another one." It's on the tip of her tongue, but she can't quite recall it.