The woman nods, she looks at her hands wondering "Do you think these once wielded a weapon and I have forgotten how?” Her hands look soft white palms that look like they had not seen a day of work.<br/><br/>Her speech is peculiar in form tee common tongue but with a hint of schooling "I do not remember anything not a place or even some small shred of who I could be" She buries her face in her hands "What am I to do like this but fall pray to the next pack of monsters that comes along?" She looked at you with her hair hanging in front of her face.<br/><br/>