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Dumah shined a small smile as he listened on, though the woman was young in appearance and strong with her magic he could tell off from the moment he spoke too her that she was nearly as unnatural as the settlement around them. Though through that she may be more natural then him and the world as he knew, either was a possibility. She was much older then she appeared and weather or not she was in fact human was a question that he could not answer.

Then again she had the air of energy about her that made the impression she belonged in the world.

As she held out her hand, he lent his out as well and took it. A light grasp and the introduction was made whole by the two as he spoke. "My name is Dumah, of the northern lands." He sat his hand down on the table between them. "I too am a healer.. of sorts, for the land is as much a being as any and the faults of man put it in as much harm as themselves." As if by cue a small sparrow came to land on his shoulder, it nestles in his hair as if looking for something. Only to snatch up a small spur and fly off as it retrieved its prize.

Dumah pays no real mind to he creatures actions, as it barely seemed to have registered on his person.

He sighs though as he leans forward slightly and returns "Unfortunately I can understand your reasoning on the part of their treatment. Many of the people I come across in my travels are weary of me for my appearance and when the see what I do, it tends to get worse. The use of the elemental forces here are questioned highly if.. if your not one of the privileged at least."