Masks 2

After a moment, two individuals emerged from the latest arrival, both of them tall, buff women clad in heavily engraved armors that some might recognize as dwarven-made.

One was Devana, the protege of the archer Vigil--one of the heroes of DC in the One-Day War--and who herself was known to have taken down an alien ship in that war, and gone on to become a world-class archer and infiltrator. Her armor had a pointed hood shading her eyes, and she carried on herself a bow and quiver of unique and specialized arrows that she crafted and maintained herself.

Beside her was Lux, face mostly eclipsed by the light from her glowing crown and hard-light domino mask. A cloud of mirror trailed behind her, originating from her upper back like a cloak--her shroud, which she used to warp light, create illusions, and in its hard-light form, fly. She appeared to carry no weapons, but could have her sword and scepter manifested in moments when she needed them.

"Emily! So good to see you, it's been too long," Lux smiled and extended her arms for a hug, acting for all the world as though it had been days, weeks, or even years since they last saw each other, and not less than thirty minutes ago.