And... [ With one hand, she begins to draw a thin line across her palm with the tip of the stone. Her body itself isn't human; beyond her skin, it is a concentrated form of energy that has, for whatever reason, taken this form and constructed her to appear as she is. Her form mimics that of a human; she "breathes", her hair can stand on-end, she may even have something that passes for a pulse at her wrist even if she has no literal heart.
She is made to appear as a human, to pass for one, and so there is indeed blood; or a substance that looks like blood that falls from her skin as she clutches her hand over the cauldron. It drips slowly into the contents below. ]
Whatever sort of trouble we're getting into-- [ She continues solemnly, because she knows that everything here takes some sort of risk, even these quests. Maybe they will make a philosopher stone. Maybe they'll make some sort of monster. She doesn't know. ] --You shouldn't' have to be alone.
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She is made to appear as a human, to pass for one, and so there is indeed blood; or a substance that looks like blood that falls from her skin as she clutches her hand over the cauldron. It drips slowly into the contents below. ]
Whatever sort of trouble we're getting into-- [ She continues solemnly, because she knows that everything here takes some sort of risk, even these quests. Maybe they will make a philosopher stone. Maybe they'll make some sort of monster. She doesn't know. ] --You shouldn't' have to be alone.