[Ammy has no idea what you are, strange-robed...thing. She has no idea yet she can't help but try and sniff at you and peer under that long cloak (how scandalous) of yours. She doesn't feel anything outwardly vicious about the odd little creature, though there is something that just feels strange and familiar at the same time. That inkling of something more to be seen than just what the eyes view. Just what kind of creature are you, robed one?
Ammy huffs, but she looks curious and almost playful as she circles around, trying to just...get a good look at this thing.]
Traveler
Ammy huffs, but she looks curious and almost playful as she circles around, trying to just...get a good look at this thing.]