[ Fern's had the full gamut of reactions to her being a shifter, back home. Disdain, confusion, distrust, even awe — but in the way where it felt like she was in a cage and being admired for her exotic nature.
This woman's reaction seems harmless enough. She doesn't know what Fern is, but she's curious. She's asking because she's never encountered anything like her.
It doesn't have to come with any stigma, Fern realizes, but that feeling is still hard to shake after so many years of weathering it. The woman may not mean anything bad by asking, it's just that Fern's had to answer these questions many a time already.
Still, this is a strange new world. She can't expect people to know. And she's had plenty of her own questions as well. ]
No. [ She gives a blunt shake of her head. ] We're rare in the Forgotten Realms, even rarer still in Faerûn. I've grown used to the looks.
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This woman's reaction seems harmless enough. She doesn't know what Fern is, but she's curious. She's asking because she's never encountered anything like her.
It doesn't have to come with any stigma, Fern realizes, but that feeling is still hard to shake after so many years of weathering it. The woman may not mean anything bad by asking, it's just that Fern's had to answer these questions many a time already.
Still, this is a strange new world. She can't expect people to know. And she's had plenty of her own questions as well. ]
No. [ She gives a blunt shake of her head. ] We're rare in the Forgotten Realms, even rarer still in Faerûn. I've grown used to the looks.