rowyn

"As a young girl, I was fascinated by the sorcerers who came to pay courtesy calls to my father. They would show me a trick or two, conjure up a dust devil, and then pat me on the head and send me away. Training, they said, would be wasted on a mere girl." Nami sniffs distastefully.

"They reckoned without the Tsoo blood in me. I sneaked after their students, watched their lessons... But there came a time I was caught. My father vowed to marry me away before it became a scandal, to see me settled with a Tsoo husband." An elegant painted eyebrow raises.

"I think not. So. America. Land of the free, home of the brave. Where else should I go?" A tiny smile.