When she first arrived in Frostwilde, Nephilli wasnâ€™t sure what to expect; seeing as the rumors about it being rough were true, she was expecting the people to be the same way. Tyrn was an awkward one, she admitted, but he was at least nice to her. Given the situation they were in, perhaps it was understandable to just calm down and have a laugh, but was it naÃ¯ve to think he was a good person? He hasnâ€™t done anything to harm her and he seemed friendly enough. Sometimes subtle things flew right over the young elven girlâ€™s head but if there was one thing she did know it was that she was glad she found some company in a place like this. Awkward company, after all, was better than no company whatsoever.<br/><br/>Though, she couldnâ€™t help but wonder if she seemed a bit awkward herself. He had almost sounded a little shocked when he repeated that she was Elf King Thubariusâ€™s daughter, and when he asked what errands she was running for him she could tell there was curiosity in his tone. Even if it was just hinted, she picked up on it; she was sensitive to such things.<br/><br/>Well there was no avoiding that now, may as well be truthful she told herself, sticking her hands out to the fire again. Tyrn was taking good care of it â€“there was a small hint of envy in her; ironically she doesnâ€™t know how to create a fire catalyst or no. She admitted that sitting next to a warn fire instead of snuggling against warn fur was nice. It wasnâ€™t something she was use to. Every time there was a fire in the forest it was usually a bad thing and needed to be put out, for fear that the forest might be burnt down due to someoneâ€™s carelessness. Sadly this has happened before in the past, and Thubarius has become very strict about such things. For the most part he was respected, but there was still that rowdy group of humans who continuously gave him trouble.<br/><br/>â€œOh, my father just needs a few things from the mine,â€ she replied, watching him poke at the fire. Her voice lacked her previous animation or confidence from earlier. She was cold and the look on her face was enough to say that she did not like it. It was also was mostly to fit the mood. â€œAnd my mother has fallen ill so Iâ€™m here to pick up a rare medicine thatâ€™s said to be made from some minerals that are only available here.â€<br/><br/>So much for trying not to sound like some crazy, she thought to herself.<br/><br/>Then again if she was worried about what he was going to think then she may as well not be here. She should have some faith in herself and her fatherâ€™s words, and more importantly have a sense of adventure. Just because she was the daughter of the Elf King doesnâ€™t mean her life was amazing. She had a lot of responsibilities and even though she was here now, it was not often that she got to leave the forest and explore at all. As much as she wanted to explore, as we have seen, she is also afraid, then again who does want to leave the comforts of what they have known most of their life? She hasnâ€™t known much outside the forest so it was still scary to her.<br/><br/>â€œI was sent alone because everybody else has been busy with other things, or so Iâ€™ve been told,â€ she continued, â€œAnd there has been a boar causing problems lately that my fatherâ€™s been wary of.â€ That boar had her concerned as well, but she was here, not there and thus spoke of it somewhat nonchalantly.