I tried to speak as much as I could then, focusing my mind on a conversation with Zia as we continued walking through the streets and more stalls were opened, showing me more and more fantasy set-up things like melee weapons and armor, even discounted magic scroll.
When I was tired of pushing words out of my mouth, I asked her to explain as many things as she could, especially those that only occurred in the demon realm.
With the sun climbing higher, I began to spot more and more 'foreigners'—children of nature that were technically my kin. Most of them were drows; dark elves, since they had closer ties to the demons. Dwarves and fae too, those that liked to do commerce, as well as some adventurous elves. Some of them looked at me with raised brows and surprised in their eyes, perhaps something to do with how druid was supposed to be a recluse tribe nowadays.
