Vixen pressed her lips together as the questions seemed to flood out of the strange drow-dwarf person. Her platinum blonde brow that was barely visible against her already pale skin rose with an elegance born in divinty, and she tilted her head to the side. Hands curling around the reigns of the gentle steed beneath her she paused for a long moment, letting the silence settle like the breeze that surrounded them. Beautiful and serene they rode through the hills, leaving the city of Radasanth behind them and surrendering to the rural landscape. The widn quietened, peace fell but not in the mind of the half goddess.

Because she had to consider how to answer.

No oath bade her to keep silent about her true identity. Indeed, there was nothing really that made her not need to keep herself secret, aside from the fact it might have her caught and shipped back to Hernsford at any moment. Yet, she was determined that that life was behind her now, and from here she would have a good one with kenkus to takecare off. Indeed, if she came to the kenkus and they invited her back into their lives then perhaps she would never return back to Radasanth and Mikhail, and that gorgeous view out onto the urban life ... it made the note she had left seem incredibly arbitrary.

Idiotic in fact. 'Do not worry about me ...' Well, perhaps the iron demon did not care for her at all. Not even as a friend. All would be fine.

So should she tell this girl the truth? Vixen had only known her a short while, and they could be together for some time. Giving the reality of the situation could land her in particular danger. Who knew what secret agendas this protoge had ?

Thus ...

"I know little of Akashima," she began honest, "I have never been there, but I have heard much. Tradition mixed with industry, religion combined with revelry." She nodded to herself - it sounded quite right, and rather poetic. The next part was difficult to answer.

"I seek them because they have connections with me. Or I do with them. They are a race quite unlike all others, living within the borders of a land that was never theirs in the first place, but has become so. They have a separate world and system to Akashima, yet somehow still abide by their laws. I do not know how they are, but I have a deep interest in their culture. I have met some ... once."

And she sat taller on her horse. "This beast is odd. Tell me where you come from."