[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/241208/a04161052c56932d95d6bf9168fcef02.png[/img][/center][hr][i]The Eye of the Beholder[/i][hr]
Nesna’s ears perked up sharply as she spun on her heel to face the man who’d spoken to her. 

[color=DDA0DD]“I—I…”[/color] she began. She wanted to offer a simple response, and yet that simple response escaped her for the moment. She squinted slightly to bring Nathaniel into focus for her four eyes, and let out a small sound.

He was so polite. How many dashing, valiant-looking men did this damned town have, and why hadn’t the Goddess had the decency to force her here earlier? Her eyes widened and their glow brightened faintly as she took a step towards him and took him in fully. Her cheeks darkened from her black blood as she blushed at her own thoughts. She nodded slowly, and finally stumbled into concluding her response.

[color=DDA0DD]“I did say that, didn’t I?”[/color]

An odd way of putting it, but it wasn’t as if there was a way to redo the whole little show anyway. Nesna squeezed her eyes into a tight blink and then pulled herself together.

[color=DDA0DD]“Of course, yes—what am I saying? I’m no Sage—alas, I never had the opportunity to pursue it formally. On account of the…condition I find myself in.”[/color]

Trailing off, she pulled her mouth into a tight-lipped smile, and gestured to herself briefly, as if to attempt to reference herself being a blightborn without actually saying the word. Her ears slumped and her brow furrowed as she did so, further making clear her deep dislike for the fact. 

[color=DDA0DD]“But I’ve always been an avid learner, so I hoped I might be of some worth in some way despite this deficiency. Whyever do you ask?”[/color]

Nesna looked at him with wide, eager eyes and cocked her head. 

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