[The voice and the height really don't mix. Ellie stands around five-three, but when the other transforms she's taking a step back, the rock clenched, white knuckled. Alright, so it's some kind of crossbreed or what, not a creature, but not a human, just a face that looks like a young boy but with hair in a substance she's never seen before and legs like the kelpie he claimed he was. This place was officially freaking her out, and coming from where she came from, that took a great deal.]
Holy shit-- [She murmurs as she looks him over, not moving further away, but still not letting go of the stone she's procured as a projectile if needed, he might seem nice but lots of people seemed nice before they would show their true colours. He says he is here to help, says their in some place called Ryslig and that's not a place she's ever heard of before. It sure as hell isn't Salt Lake City.]
Okay, so what is Ryslig, or Vandare. Did you see me arrive?
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Holy shit-- [She murmurs as she looks him over, not moving further away, but still not letting go of the stone she's procured as a projectile if needed, he might seem nice but lots of people seemed nice before they would show their true colours. He says he is here to help, says their in some place called Ryslig and that's not a place she's ever heard of before. It sure as hell isn't Salt Lake City.]
Okay, so what is Ryslig, or Vandare. Did you see me arrive?