(((Responding to Lumiel)))
She turned when she noticed someone speaking to her and smiled.
"Well met Lumiel! I am Farrehn Silvertip. From the Northlands! But I fear I do not know the language of the Elves, for I was never raised by them. Forgive my shrewdness," she introduced, folding her hands over her clavicle and touching her chin, then bowing. It was the custom of how she was raised.
"It is well to know a friendly face is such a pleasent place," she smiled again. Her eyes shifted from their color to a green. The warmth of her smile showed she was neither shy nor anxiouse.
"Well, since this is no ill matter, I shall come and sit with you, if you would have me," she offered to Lumiel.
[ January 23, 2003: Message edited by: Farrehn ]
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