Fairspell Meadow Auspicious Anomalancy

His question was enough to earn her attention once more. The strange woman studied him now, and Corvus let her, equally curious about what was going on in the stranger's mind; he wished to pick her apart just as she did him. Surprising and intriguing him further, she spoke, this time in a language he did not recognize nor comprehend. The lilt in her tone implied it was a question, but that was the most he could make out. An amused smirk found its way onto his features as his sharp mind was thoroughly stimulated.

What prompts you to ask me a question in another language, mad woman? The shadow asked in turn, adding his own foreign taunt just to see how she reacted. He forewent asking what it was she said, for if she wanted him to understand, she would say it in the common tongue. Knowing the "why" behind others' actions was what interested him most, anyway, for it allowed him to peer into one's mind and see what made them tick.