A wide grin grew on Andraste's face as Samantha asked her about her drinking habits.
"One tends to develop a rather hard head when, like me, they had fallen out of the sky." Andraste paused, looking like she was trying to hold in some secret and was just pouncing on the inside to tell it. Samantha laughed a little at the sight but then Andraste continued,"I'm an Etherfal, you see. And it's really during the night that you should ask me questions about my past. All I'm really aware of at the moment is just this life; and that has been pretty uneventful for I haven't been in Mizahar for long. Forgive me but I cannot provide you with a much better explanation."
Samantha nodded her head in recignition. She'd seen only two other Etherfal in her time and they did seem to all have the same answer. Ask them at night. Though Samantha never stood around for several hours just to talk to the creature at night. She always had things to do when she met them. Perhaps should could actually talk to this woman at night to find out what she's been missing.
Samantha was brought back from her thoughts when Andraste started talking, "Forgive me, but earlier you mentioned 'clients' and now you say you do not have a master. Feel free to put me back in my place if I cross some kind of a line but I must inquire; are you a Kelvic?"
Samantha smiled and nodded, "Oh don't worry about crossing any lines. You'' know if you do.But to answer your question yes, though I thought that was pretty obvious with the eyes. In less the colors are blending too well again and appear green. That often happens and I just get misinterpreted as a very tall human. I am a originally a Bengal Tiger or Tigress." Samantha paused and thought over all she had said to the woman since they met. Samantha tried to stifle a laugh but failed and laughed a little loud. Only to be hushed by a feeling of being watched.
"I just thought of all that I had said to you and realize what type of thoughts that must be going through your head. My clients are people who hire me to do jobs for them, things such as hunting down someone or something. And on rare occasions to kill something. This is why I'm usually away from home. I like to think of myself as a self mercenary but I know its only to help me find my Master or Mistress and to keep me from being too lonely." Samantha giggled a little bit and this time let a little of her tiger out. So the laugh turned into a chuffle.
OOC: a chuffle (no idea how to spell it) is the sound that tigers make. They can't purr.
"One tends to develop a rather hard head when, like me, they had fallen out of the sky." Andraste paused, looking like she was trying to hold in some secret and was just pouncing on the inside to tell it. Samantha laughed a little at the sight but then Andraste continued,"I'm an Etherfal, you see. And it's really during the night that you should ask me questions about my past. All I'm really aware of at the moment is just this life; and that has been pretty uneventful for I haven't been in Mizahar for long. Forgive me but I cannot provide you with a much better explanation."
Samantha nodded her head in recignition. She'd seen only two other Etherfal in her time and they did seem to all have the same answer. Ask them at night. Though Samantha never stood around for several hours just to talk to the creature at night. She always had things to do when she met them. Perhaps should could actually talk to this woman at night to find out what she's been missing.
Samantha was brought back from her thoughts when Andraste started talking, "Forgive me, but earlier you mentioned 'clients' and now you say you do not have a master. Feel free to put me back in my place if I cross some kind of a line but I must inquire; are you a Kelvic?"
Samantha smiled and nodded, "Oh don't worry about crossing any lines. You'' know if you do.But to answer your question yes, though I thought that was pretty obvious with the eyes. In less the colors are blending too well again and appear green. That often happens and I just get misinterpreted as a very tall human. I am a originally a Bengal Tiger or Tigress." Samantha paused and thought over all she had said to the woman since they met. Samantha tried to stifle a laugh but failed and laughed a little loud. Only to be hushed by a feeling of being watched.
"I just thought of all that I had said to you and realize what type of thoughts that must be going through your head. My clients are people who hire me to do jobs for them, things such as hunting down someone or something. And on rare occasions to kill something. This is why I'm usually away from home. I like to think of myself as a self mercenary but I know its only to help me find my Master or Mistress and to keep me from being too lonely." Samantha giggled a little bit and this time let a little of her tiger out. So the laugh turned into a chuffle.
OOC: a chuffle (no idea how to spell it) is the sound that tigers make. They can't purr.