Estelle busily moved about the fabric room, picking out a few fabrics which she draped over her arm.
All the fabrics she had chosen were a variety of white shades, the kind that was used in making death shrouds in the culture of the human population of Fort Scabbard.
"Do you think these will be suitable? I hear in human culture, the family dress their lost loved ones in these shrouds, of the finest quality they can afford. Our kind mourns differently, I am not familiar with their ways." Estelle asked for the opinion of the dressmaker that accompanied her.
"My Lady is correct in your knowledge. I have witnessed it done as such." The dress maker affirmed.
"Though I have never tailored for a human before so I cannot claim to know it better." The dressmaker added.
