A Luminous Dream Is There Waiting [AW]

The spirit replied in a strange accent, her words barely decipherable but Naudir's sharp ears were able to pick out that the woman was indeed from this realm. Naudir blinked in surprise. She was of the mortal realm? Such a beast with such a pelt? Surely she had some connection to the gods but then the woman asked her what Nótt was. Her brow furrowed. She did not know the goddess of the night? This was such basic knowledge that she was quickly doubting this woman held any direct connection to the gods or spirits at all but if that was not the case then how on earth could the woman's pelt be explained? "Nótt is the goddess of the night sky… I saw the stars in your pelt and thought you might be she. Why… why is your coat like that? I have never seen such colors." Naudir felt Balthazaar squeeze her shoulder.

"The woman's accent… I recognize it. She is from lands far from here. Дама, дали ме разбираш?".