[Zohariel]

Zohariel shook some of the water off her clothes, but most of it still clung to her forcefully. She clambered up and onto the bank, and stood there, getting her thoughts together.
Wring their hearts....thats the way to do things.
As she stood, Thengise, Belle and Mele gathered around her.
"Who are you, and why did you attack me?" demanded Thengise.
Honestly, they think they own the whole world.
Zohariel looked at the ground and sniffed. Sounding as tearful and choked up as she could, she spoke.
"I'm cold, and tired and hungry, and I just wanted some food or money. Please, oh please dont be angry, you don't know what a tough time I've had," she whinged, in a voice that (she hoped) twanged the heartstrings of every weak willed person. She slumped her shoulders and stood, snuffling quietly. Mele stepped forward.
"You still should have asked for food. We would have given it to you gladly. As it is, you've spoilt your chances."
Zohariel deliberatly cried out loud. She frowned quickly then started crying. She made no attempt to stop, just stood there dripping silently.
"No-one likes me." she said. "Not even my own mother. If she was still"- here came a fresh spout of tears- "alive!"

O0C- Thengise and others-will you do me a big big favour and just goa long with it? Please? Because it took me ages to think this up.