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A soft smile twisted her features at the shy girl's nerves - for she did not know Brynn and assumed this was her usual personality. 

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Brynn, truly," her onyx crown dipped in what might have been a curtsy were she human. "I myself am a foreigner in these lands, seeking a new life. It's enchanting to encounter a friendly face." 

Lorelei was night personified - black as ink with no true undertone; a shadow given life with demon eyes. But Brynn was colored with life, with the rich hues of the forest and earth; a masterpiece crafted by the Mother herself. The witch felt a tad bashful herself, faced with such beauty. 

"I am Lorelei," she tacked on as an afterthought, a rueful smile gracing her narrow features as if she felt silly for forgetting to introduce herself. 

"What brings you so far from home if you don't mind my asking?"