Despite the weather, and the sudden addition of wings, the lady wears a cloak. It is dark and long, thick enough to be winter wear. The fact that her wings are completely hidden beneath the fabric, gives away that she must have a night gem, as no pixie wings would behave so well.
Now, while her manner of dress generally might seem standoffish, she doesn't give off a brooding, or malicious air. Generally, she just not particularly good with crowds, for several reasons. But this is where there's food and drink, and possibly information, so she isn't going to just take off and hope for the best.
She keeps herself apart awhile, observing. During this time, she doesn't engage directly herself, but doesn't turn away anyone who might approach. After a while, she decides it's time to be proactive, and picks it someone to greet.
"Hello." Did the movement of her lips match the sound that came out? Not exactly. She tried to speak her native tongue, but out comes the common language instead. That's odd. It makes her pause, forgetting to finish a normal greeting. Instead she says the word again, one that is shaped weirdly, then the next that matches up with the sounds appropriately. "Hello. Hello. Am I speaking the same words?"
[It's Dusty in Here]
"Yes, I understand it is dangerous," she says to the spirit, that chimes at her, in a minor key, to indicate the danger. But she is not going to be deterred from taking a sample, of the black dust. Though she is approaching this particular fountain with people caution. She doesn't want to spill it on herself.
"I recommend standing away," she addresses the person nearest her. It's only polite to warn people. "In case of any mishaps."
[Extra Soft Friends]
Isn't she supposed to be withdrawn? Well, if you come along her now, you'll see another side altogether. The hood of her cloak is down, revealing hair as white as moonlight, and the ears of an elf. Her face, however, is buried in the soft fluff of a caterpillar, that is draped across her lap. Another is cozied up to her side, and she's stroking it's fluff with equal dexterity. She coos softly to them both, something about them being sweet soft darlings, or the like. It's hard to hear her, with her face planted in fuzz.
[In the Mountain Halls]
She's one of those who flies up to investigate, at the very first tremor. She watches the event, silent and stoic, up until the creature settles, and sends another rumble through the earth.
"God or monster, it is well that we are warned so early that not all in this strange land might be so welcoming." She's not talking to anyone in general. Perhaps just speaking aloud, but it's a fair point, regardless.
[ooc: Prose is preferred, but I will match! Also Evora is both a Cipher and a Watcher, which are both basically psychic abilities. The former reads things directly about a person (and has some offensive capabilities), and the latter basically lets her talk to the dead/see passed lives/see events of the past. If you want to play with either of these things, just hit me up. If a moment comes up where it might come into play, I will message beforehand.]
Evora, the Watcher | Pillars of Eternity
Despite the weather, and the sudden addition of wings, the lady wears a cloak. It is dark and long, thick enough to be winter wear. The fact that her wings are completely hidden beneath the fabric, gives away that she must have a night gem, as no pixie wings would behave so well.
Now, while her manner of dress generally might seem standoffish, she doesn't give off a brooding, or malicious air. Generally, she just not particularly good with crowds, for several reasons. But this is where there's food and drink, and possibly information, so she isn't going to just take off and hope for the best.
She keeps herself apart awhile, observing. During this time, she doesn't engage directly herself, but doesn't turn away anyone who might approach. After a while, she decides it's time to be proactive, and picks it someone to greet.
"Hello." Did the movement of her lips match the sound that came out? Not exactly. She tried to speak her native tongue, but out comes the common language instead. That's odd. It makes her pause, forgetting to finish a normal greeting. Instead she says the word again, one that is shaped weirdly, then the next that matches up with the sounds appropriately. "Hello. Hello. Am I speaking the same words?"
[It's Dusty in Here]
"Yes, I understand it is dangerous," she says to the spirit, that chimes at her, in a minor key, to indicate the danger. But she is not going to be deterred from taking a sample, of the black dust. Though she is approaching this particular fountain with people caution. She doesn't want to spill it on herself.
"I recommend standing away," she addresses the person nearest her. It's only polite to warn people. "In case of any mishaps."
[Extra Soft Friends]
Isn't she supposed to be withdrawn? Well, if you come along her now, you'll see another side altogether. The hood of her cloak is down, revealing hair as white as moonlight, and the ears of an elf. Her face, however, is buried in the soft fluff of a caterpillar, that is draped across her lap. Another is cozied up to her side, and she's stroking it's fluff with equal dexterity. She coos softly to them both, something about them being sweet soft darlings, or the like. It's hard to hear her, with her face planted in fuzz.
[In the Mountain Halls]
She's one of those who flies up to investigate, at the very first tremor. She watches the event, silent and stoic, up until the creature settles, and sends another rumble through the earth.
"God or monster, it is well that we are warned so early that not all in this strange land might be so welcoming." She's not talking to anyone in general. Perhaps just speaking aloud, but it's a fair point, regardless.
[ooc: Prose is preferred, but I will match! Also Evora is both a Cipher and a Watcher, which are both basically psychic abilities. The former reads things directly about a person (and has some offensive capabilities), and the latter basically lets her talk to the dead/see passed lives/see events of the past. If you want to play with either of these things, just hit me up. If a moment comes up where it might come into play, I will message beforehand.]