[Ah, another troubled soul. The kelpies lips soften into a light frown, his head tilting even as he sat to consider the words. Hmm, he's met tortured souls before.
But- Before he can think of an adequate response, questions are leveled in his direction. Softly glowing amber eyes blink up at the boy, one corner of his lips curling up. Always with the difficult questions.]
My name is Fran, or at least that's part of it. Though I should ask the same of you.
Otherwise... I was what you might have once called a nymph! If your world had such a thing. Though I admit, I look a bit different now. [There's a pause, his spare hand reaches up to tuck a stray strand of thick, almost seaweed-like snowy hair out of the way.] Now I suppose I'm also a kelpie, some sort of horse-like creature that lurks around the lakes. An odd combination, isn't it?
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But- Before he can think of an adequate response, questions are leveled in his direction. Softly glowing amber eyes blink up at the boy, one corner of his lips curling up. Always with the difficult questions.]
My name is Fran, or at least that's part of it. Though I should ask the same of you.
Otherwise... I was what you might have once called a nymph! If your world had such a thing. Though I admit, I look a bit different now. [There's a pause, his spare hand reaches up to tuck a stray strand of thick, almost seaweed-like snowy hair out of the way.] Now I suppose I'm also a kelpie, some sort of horse-like creature that lurks around the lakes. An odd combination, isn't it?