Mawiyah watched the man closely keeping her scimitar ready to be easily drawn free, listening as he spoke narrowing her black makeup surrounded eyes downwards in a bit of anger but mostly disappointment she had hoped to find at least some people who weren't so damned closed off. Tsk'ing loudly as she finished she muttered a swear in black speech beneath her breath 'aukuk', taking her palm off the pommel of her blade Mawiyah crossed her forearms over her armored chest; taking in a deep breath she reached upwards unfoiling the wrap around her head allowing it to drape lazily about her neck. Her facial structure was slender and fine with well pronounced features not unlike an elf but not so pointed, also revealing the tattoos as well; her black eyes gazing over the man for a moment afterwards before speaking.

"Most of us, we live and die in the same corner of the world that we are born in... I do not want to be most of us. Aye, I knew people would be suspicious even hateful, and there is no hiding what i am as you see by my face and accent so why change my dress? One day perhaps the Men of the West and the Men of the Harad can be allies, but I fear it will become worse before better."

Mawiyah nodded to the male as she finished, wrapping her head back up in the silk scarf as she walked back towards her camping spot cooked rabbit in hand; smoothly slipping out of sight behind a wagon and away from the campfire littered main area towards the treeline.

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