A soft smile formed on her lips when the stranger lit that fire. If she couldnâ€™t snuggle up to Uru at least she could be somewhat warm now, she thought to herself, widening her smile. Immediately moving up to it and sticking her hands out she welcomed the bit of warmth it created, the little warmth it gave, and let out a quiet sigh of content. The contraption the male had used to create the fire had her curious; she wondered if it was some sort of catalyst or something. A lot or archers she knew often used such things to set their arrows on fire so it made sense if he was using the same thing. Or at least something similar. Either way, a device with the capability to create fire at someoneâ€™s will was a very interesting thing indeed and it did have her intrigued to say the least.<br/><br/>Nephilli wrapped her coat, which was thick and warm but still was not enough to completely hold back the cold despite lack of outside wind, around her. Outside, the howling wind told her that the storm was not going to let up anytime soon. Might as well make the best of it, and what better way to do so then to converse a little. It was better than sitting in silence; silence made her uneasy.<br/><br/>She turned her attention to the male when he spoke again, and then nodded. â€œAh, well I guess it would be rude not to give an introduction, huh?â€ She cleared her throat. Giving a formal introduction was something her father always taught her to do. She was technically a princess after all, so she should introduce herself accordingly. â€œMy name is Nephilli, daughter of Thubarius, the Elf King, from the Forest of Wisdom lying at the heart of the Kingdom.â€ Although, but the tone of her voice it was easy to tell that she kind of did it for fun. â€œIâ€™m here running some errands for my father.â€<br/><br/>She left it at that as she was not comfortable to reveal that he mother was sick and she was looking for some medicine that probably did not exist. The male might look at her like she was mad. Doubts still clouded her mind, but in order to keep herself from ranting on about them she focused her thoughts elsewhere.<br/><br/>I didnâ€™t come here alone either, she thought to herself. That was something that would be kept to herself for now. She knew that Uru was lurking nearby out of sight, probably ensuring that no more of those cats decided to show up. Her guardian watching over themâ€¦ griffins were said to be great protectors of many things â€“treasures were not the only things- as well as loyal servants. In the past a special breed of griffins was bread for guarding castles and old ruins, especially during times of war, specifically for human use. In one word, domesticated in a sense but they still had their natural wild instincts. War was quite frequent hundreds of years ago, throughout the world. Uru is actually a remnant of said breed; a breed that has manticore, which have long been extinct or few remain, in its bloodline, which was another reason for his more lion-like appearance.<br/><br/>Though she does not seem like the type, Nephilli does have an interest in history and such, and stumbled across the knowledge in ancient texts. Uru had revealed his bloodline to her when she was asking him various questions.<br/><br/>Unfortunately her own history was rather dull, at least in her opinion.<br/><br/>â€œBy the way,â€ she said suddenly, shifting her position on the crate a bit and moving closer to the fire, â€œI had almost forgotten to ask, forgive me! What might you name be?â€ Introductions would not be introductions without exchanging names, right? What would be the point of an introduction otherwise? She could be shy herself sometimes, and sometimes people just drover he up a wall, but everyone has to enjoy conversation every now and then, right? Hell, even someone like her father, who could be very reluctant to start a conversation especially if he was concentrating, would hear what she had to say sometimes. Key word sometimes â€“nevertheless it was a conversation. In Nephilliâ€™s mind even a few words exchanged or her doing most of the talking was conversation.<br/><br/>â€œI guess it goes without saying that youâ€™re someone who lives in this city?â€