Snippet #2459457

As the words of the Xanthodont JR. got carried across the land by the wind, a dark bird high up in a tree turned it's head suprised. Sounds like this were uncommon in these lands, to say the least. And suddenly the raven spread it's wings and flew down to the ground, exploding in a flash of pure light into a curious but agitated young woman.
"awh my head.. better stay human for a while. that transformation is not the best thing..,, and for a few moments she leaned on her knees, almost fully covered by the deep red shaman's cape before rising again, the light stroking her now golden hair and touching her freckles gently. A small bell sounded from her necklace as she ran towards the strange sound as fast as her leather boots could carry her, some hand-painted beads ticking against them as she went.

The creature to which the sound belonged looked just as foreign to her as his sounds had appeared, and for a moment she was honestly afraid before carefully approaching the stranger. And the stranger approaching her; the other stranger. for this land was it's nor hers.

"..h-hello sir.. madam..,, she began, still curious to get to know this creature she never saw before.