[center][h3][i][color=skyblue]Kendra Serrana[/color][/i][/h3][/center]
Kendra held out a hand to accept the marble that was being offered to the party, though she didn't know what they had in mind. They seemed child-like, more interested in games and make-believe than anything else, even when confronted with strangers. [color=skyblue]"I'm not sure what to do. They don't seem to understand us or communicate. Seems like they're a nuisance to the locals, but not enough to warrant abducting one by force."[/color]

She sighed, a little frustrated. Nothing was ever clear and obvious here, was it? For the hell of it, she looked at the one offering her the marble and let her mind reach out to it, her eyes subtly taking on a more violet hue that would likely go unnoticed by the others. If it understood any language at all, it would be able to understand her, but not speak back.

[color=skyblue][i]Can you understand me? Nod if yes.[/i][/color]