[ In truth, Faerûn is not where she's from, but it's what Fern tells the majority of people. Here it probably doesn't matter, when everyone else is just as adrift as her, but old habits die hard. Back home, she had never wanted to draw attention to where she was originally from — a fairly isolated island nation off the coast of an entirely different continent.
That would bring more questions, maybe even danger. It was far easier to just say "Faerûn" and leave it at that.
She isn't expecting this stranger to come out with an attempt to commiserate with her, though. Fern stares back at her, blinking a few times. The situations are not precisely the same, but they're close enough for her to realize that this woman isn't going to give her any problems for what she is.
This Wanda looks like any other human, to Fern, but she realizes there might be some nuance here she's not grasping. People will judge based on more than just appearance. Either way, she decides to take the story at face value for now, nodding in response. ]
I'm Fern. And I suppose... here, we're all out of place. That puts us on some sort of even ground, maybe.
[ But she has still gotten glances because of her features. That's never going to go away. ]
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[ In truth, Faerûn is not where she's from, but it's what Fern tells the majority of people. Here it probably doesn't matter, when everyone else is just as adrift as her, but old habits die hard. Back home, she had never wanted to draw attention to where she was originally from — a fairly isolated island nation off the coast of an entirely different continent.
That would bring more questions, maybe even danger. It was far easier to just say "Faerûn" and leave it at that.
She isn't expecting this stranger to come out with an attempt to commiserate with her, though. Fern stares back at her, blinking a few times. The situations are not precisely the same, but they're close enough for her to realize that this woman isn't going to give her any problems for what she is.
This Wanda looks like any other human, to Fern, but she realizes there might be some nuance here she's not grasping. People will judge based on more than just appearance. Either way, she decides to take the story at face value for now, nodding in response. ]
I'm Fern. And I suppose... here, we're all out of place. That puts us on some sort of even ground, maybe.
[ But she has still gotten glances because of her features. That's never going to go away. ]