[h3][color=orchid]Andras[/color][/h3]
Andras watched with awe as the two healed Vera and Wolfie. Meredith may have been strange to Andras at first, but she seemed to have a level of magic that was unlike anything she'd seen before. Andras felt the need to take notes, if only she had anything to write on handy.

Even the child had a good sense of showmanship. Though, licking wounds kind of... Seemed strange to Andras, she definitely noted that the child got results. '[color=mediumorchid]I'll have to remember these rituals for future use. This kind of practical magic can't be ignored. It'd be perfect for a poem or story.[/color]' Andras nodded to herself cooly. Her creative notebook would most definitely see something like this in the future.

Andras noticed that she was staring. Despite their unorthodox appearances, these two were the real deal. '[color=mediumorchid]I can't just keep staring at them! What do I say to a true half-demon, though?![/color]' Andras was visibly speechless, trying to think of something to say but coming up short every time.