"It's no bother," said the half-elf, pushing her hair back from her face and trying to tuck it into the braid at the nape of her neck. Her ears, slightly pointed at the apex like Tolkien's eldar, would probably give her away as less than fully human. "I've been at sword forms far too long already. I should probably let myself rest."
It wouldn't do to lose herself entirely, after all.
She stepped forward, and offered her hand, as was the human custom. "I am Keleios."