<span style="color: Sienna">"You sure sound like an interesting person... But I asked where you had learned the language.. not from who, which would be obviously trolls.. But then again, you don't have to answer if you can't find your way of talking out of this question. It seems you like hiding your background"</span>Her own language was so much easier and relaxing for her to speak, she waved her long hair over her shoulder, almost looking desperate for a comb.<br/><br/>She licked her lips, a little curious and amazed gaze going over her face as she was surprised by how much she talked in the past few seconds. It was more then she had done in the pas few months. A sudden rumble in her stomach started up again, as she rubbed her long slender fingers over her body, trying to make the feeling go away. Her hands were scarred, long strong nails on soft skin, torn up and scarred so much there was little blue left beneath the white lines of damage.<br/><br/><span style="color: Sienna">"Ugh.. the smell of that fishy creature, it really makes my tummy go off, I might not eat the land-animals, I wouldn't say no to a freshly caught cod...I could even eat my herbs, but unfortunately the ones on me, only would make me sick, if they aren't refined into potions. " </span><br/><br/><span style="color: Sienna">"Quite interesting you know the art of alchemy, I've always loved what they could do with the plants I collect on my many travels.."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>