"First mad wizards, now mad gods...no one can keep their supernatural mitts off Inamar for long it seems like," the marked woman mutters. She then gives Viktor an apologetic smile.
"Look...I'm sorry about the...the horn thing. I've just never seen anyone with horns before. I guess it's probably perfectly normal where you come from." She waves at Weylan and the construct. "Guys with light coming out of their hands, big golem-looking things...also not common where I'm from. So sorry, in advance, if I stare a little."
She looks back at Viktor. "Anyway, tell me about this village. Sounds like a nice little island of sanity. What's it like out there?"
"Look...I'm sorry about the...the horn thing. I've just never seen anyone with horns before. I guess it's probably perfectly normal where you come from." She waves at Weylan and the construct. "Guys with light coming out of their hands, big golem-looking things...also not common where I'm from. So sorry, in advance, if I stare a little."
She looks back at Viktor. "Anyway, tell me about this village. Sounds like a nice little island of sanity. What's it like out there?"