*she jumped up with a gasps seeing the figure coming out of the shadows, but soon as she saw his eyes she reconized the kind elven she had sold her jewelry to. It made her nervous to give up her identity but some how she felt he would do her now harm and slowely noded* Yes sir...I am. Forgive me for my false image in the past but I had to remain hidden.
*Dominique sat there still combing her hair. She stoped singing and turned to look into to the woods as she thought she felt a presence near. Now the moon shined on her face. It was now but some time ago there had been a girl in rags with short brown hair, and hazel eyes, and sunburnt skin. These eyes now shined emerald, but the face was just the same. In honesty that image had been a deguise to hide from enemies, but right now she was in her true form trying to rest, and gather herself before moving on*
*It's a warm night. The stars twinkle brightly, and the moon cast a lovely, but eery glow on the woods. Some where deep with in them the sound of singing is carried through A young pale woman in a purple corset, and black lather pants sits on a fallen tree. She runs a comb through long purple hair as her voice carries on the wind. She remains unaware of what may be about lurking in shadows.*
*face turned sad as she gave him her hand* I am Ebony, and I thank you for your kind offer, but saddly you will never meet him. You see...long ago he was my betrothed, but a jelous knight murdered him after our engagement was anounced* sighs sadly* He was so beautiful. I just thought it might be nice to meet some who might have known him.
*smiled blushing looking down at her raged dress* well...um thank you kindly for your compliment* tilts her slightly looking over* Sir...if I may ask...Did you ever know an elven knight called Sir Lysander the just?
*smilesa a bit blushing* Oh. my appolgies. one as handsome as yourself I thought you might have a special lady in your life to love you* picked the ring up, and smiled* one of my favorites* I suppose I could sale a two pieces of silver maybe?
*the woman blinked her eyes looking up at the man who was passing by. He seemed to her like he was a worrior of some sort. hearing his question she looked down at her case and lifted up opening it* Well...I do make these necklaces myself, and sale them. Care for for your wife, or lady friend sir?* In the case was beautifuly beaded necklaces of deffrent designs, and colors, and some even had charms*
* A young woman wearing rags and appearing human traveled a long barefoot. She was a lone with only a small case strapped to her side. she looked sunburned and thin with dark shadows under her eyes as she walked along sweeping a hand through her short brown hair*