Find My Way Home

There was nothing held within the pool but their reflections, but Alfrun continued to stare quietly into its depths despite that, just allowing her mind to drift from thought to thought without grabbing hold of any. Until, that is, the male beside her started in surprise and spoke, pulling her blinking from her reverie. "No need to apologize. You would not be the first to do so," she assured him faintly, and truly he wasn't. She had a habit of moving softly, aided by the light and delicate nature of her undersized form, and often found others surprised by her seeming to pop out of nowhere beside them. "I am Alfrún Ósk Finnvi." Blinking thoughtfully at him a moment, she amended her statement to match his. "Alfrun." She tilted her head slightly. "What brings you to this land of dragons?"