[b][center][color=#17c311][h3][i]Cyneburg[/i][/h3][/color]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] The Caravan
[color=#17c311]Interacting with:[/color] Ntaj[/center][/b]

Well that wasn't a question she had been expecting. Well, it was semi-common that she was asked if she was some kind of witch or similar thing after they witnessed a bit of Natural magic, but after meeting a guy five minutes ago? That caught her off guard.

[color=#17c311]"Niib nar. Zuthûl-laga-ob. Um. Erg, Druid-izg."[/color] I'm not a shaman, I'm a Nature-magic-y person. Ish. Erg, I'm a druid. Trying to explain what she was in Orcish with a single term was a problem, because as far as she knew, there actually wasn't a corresponding word for the term in any language. The elves might. They seemed like the kind of people that would have one. Not the case with orcs. Mentally, Cyne started to form an answer to possible questions of "what is a druid and what makes them different to a shaman."

On second thought, Cyne could see how he could think she was a shaman. From what she heard about them, they also tended to wear animal garments (but a lot less of them) and were frail, cast from a distance types. But didn't they deal with spirits as a main source of their magical capabilities? That always seemed like a dumb way of conducting business. Why not just roll a pair of dice and on snake eyes you end up burning everything within a fifty-yard radius to a pile of ash?