Yespio simply shook her head at Daisil's courteous question, and slipped away to let him prepare. She caught strange looks and nervous glances from many of the merchants and townsfolk, which was not surprising; while undeniably elf-like in appearance, Nereids sported shimmering auras which made one feel almost as if he were looking at a mirage when watching one, and they bore a signature shawl which the Nereid's life was bound to, and to a knowing person would instantly distinguish one from an Elf.<br/><br/>The Nymph-girl found a place behind a building, away from the bustling caravanners, and drew her sabre, practicing foot and blade work; she was almost entirely self-taught, and, despite appearances, had yet to gain any practical level of skill with her weapons. She hoped that sometime during this trip she would be able to get one of the more skillful warriors in the group to teach her a few things.<br/><br/>