<span style="font-family:Happy Monkey"><span style="font-size: 15px">"I am sure your god has his reasons." She responded softly as he spoke of not knowing why. Those glowing blue eyes just focused on him as he spoke of not taking from her. She looked to the meat she had put in his hand and shook her head. "Don't be a fool. You need to eat." She laughed a bit and the gentle smile she wore beneath the mask showed in her eyes. "You can eat what you need, I will not eat three grown animals myself. Though Willow might." She nodded to the white wolf who lifted her head from the food and stared at her master a moment before going back to tearing into the carcass piece she had been given. Sitting on the opposite wall she sat back when he complimented her armor. She ha nearly forgotten that it was odd to see such fine things. She looked down and then back at him and nodded. "Ebony is plentiful in my home." That was the easiest way to explain it, though if someone pried they would find her actually very complicated. The snow elf was alone in this world and she lived in the darkness underground, though there were beauties that mos would hardly be able to fathom. Living both up top and below the ground gave her an advantage and she was in no short supply of money. <br/>
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She froze at the comment of her face being covered. Worry now in her eyes as he commented about not harming her. "Nord's and the like tend to hate my face." She spoke softly. However now that he was prying she knew that the mask would come off at some point. She sighed and looked over to the Nord. "I am out here searching for the wolves that happen to be eating you. I needed some parts for a trade with the hagraven's down in the bluff. They have some things I need and it is better to trade with them then to make enemies of the forsworn." She looked at the man and walked over to him grabbing his weapon and putting it in his hand. "You were looking for it." She spoke gently and debated a moment before she pulled the mask down. "I am not Thalmor. So do not accuse me of such just because of my race." she spoke as she pulled off her helmet. Her white locks fell down as her pale skin wasn't hard to see. She was different than most elves, her skin was a clear pale white, her hair even more so. Her blue eyes popping in contrast. <br/>
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She took a step back leaving his weapon in hand as she went to her side and continued to work on the wolves. Packing away parts she needed, while meat cooked. She looked out to the storm and sighed. She didn't much like the storms up here. "And when I help someone I am not going to just leave you up here to fend for yourself. It's cold and animals are good hunters. You smell like blood, your blood and your armor is damaged." She stated and finished making the wolf pelts into a large cloak. She then walked over pulling the fur over him. Barely able to look him in the eye as she did so. "I have no ill intentions, I don't even know your name." She spoke super softly now, just hoping he wouldn't start a fight with her. "If I was Thalmor why would I try and help anyways they want you dead. What information could a foot soldier know?" She brought her eyes up to meet his and gave him a weak smile. "I will be gone as soon as the storm clears and you can hold your weapon properly." She spoke softly and waited for a response. Luna hadn't quite expected to reveal what she was this soon.</span></span>