"You're in Connloath, and an elf," Orenda started softly, nearly in a whisper. "And where elves are natural mages, and with the anti magic law, most find it safer to just not go around you, in fear of pumishment if you turn out to be a magic user," she continued, looking around, relieved that no one else was around.
She causiously put a berry in her mouth, plesantly surprised at its sweet flavor. She smiled softly, looking down at her hand.
"I was out for a walk in the woods, I was heading back to where I am staying when I saw you, and decided to stop and admire," she spoke, in disbelief at herself when the last part spilled out of her mouth.