miscreant: ({ no longer the lost; ❄)
ѕevιιlιa вlιgнтwιng ([personal profile] miscreant) wrote in [community profile] station72 2017-07-15 10:33 pm (UTC)

Sinu a'manore.

[That's what comes out of her mouth, but its easily understood as well met thanks to the link between their minds. She doesn't take measure of the handshake he offers or doesn't offer -- a civilized people knew better than to try and challenge the undead with such things, and he is better off for not trying. Even if that hadn't been his aim.

The implication that she is shy, followed by the warning and mental implications have her chuckling in spite of herself. Its not an altogether pleasant sound, coupled with the echo of her voice, but it is there all the same.]


Consider yourself excused, human. I am Sin'dorei. [Direct translation: a blood elf, child of blood.] There is one other of my number among us -- an older gentleman by the name of Adrasteius. We were brought here just as you were.

[She's had to explain the ins and outs of what made her different from Adrasteius -- namely, that she was dead, and he was not. She doesn't expect it to be any different for Kaji, but she isn't about to insult his intelligence and begin explaining.

She leans forward on her elbows and gestures outwardly.]


Does that satisfy?

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