"I dunno..." The monk grins, and twists her bracelet absent-mindedly. "I'm thinkin' a follower, from the sounds o' what our 'buddies' were tellin' us earlier. But I can't be too sure, ya know?"<br/><br/>She looks around the room for a moment... and then remembers the conversation she had with the mage earlier.<br/><br/>"Oh, and ta answer your earlier question... this bracelet lets me change my form, an' makes a couple o' other changes as well. For instance, when I'm in girl-form, my life-energy takes the form o' flames around my hands & feet. An' when I'm in guy form, I tend ta have slightly better defenses versus magics..." She tentatively pulls off the bracelet, and holds it in her hand for the other woman to examine for a moment. "It's a nifty little device, courtesy o' the elf in the mage's tower..."<br/><br/>As she talks, Marric keeps an ear open, just in case the little imp and its master come back sooner than expected. No sense in being caught with her pants down... not yet, anyway. Though from the sound of it, she probably has at least a few minutes to answer the other woman's questions- well, as much as she can, anyway.