They say it is not magic. That is the strangest thing of all.
[ It would be easier, almost, if it were. That, at least she could understand, even if she could never hope to replicate it herself.
She turns to look at her companion, and her breath catches. The markings are mostly hidden, enough so she doesn't notice them immediately, but the ears are impossible to miss, with a quality to them that is, to Cassandra, instantly distinguishable from the residents here who had taken it upon themselves to modify their own appearance. Combined with his delicate features, there's no question in her mind, and she blurts out the words without thinking. ]
You are an elf.
[ The first she's seen here, the fist since she was taken from Thedas. ]
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[ It would be easier, almost, if it were. That, at least she could understand, even if she could never hope to replicate it herself.
She turns to look at her companion, and her breath catches. The markings are mostly hidden, enough so she doesn't notice them immediately, but the ears are impossible to miss, with a quality to them that is, to Cassandra, instantly distinguishable from the residents here who had taken it upon themselves to modify their own appearance. Combined with his delicate features, there's no question in her mind, and she blurts out the words without thinking. ]
You are an elf.
[ The first she's seen here, the fist since she was taken from Thedas. ]