Luna Blackwood: sighs heavily Damn it, kid! You slept with the wrong person, heirlooms and all. Are you insane?
I am walking down a long hallway and then I see Luna Blackwood staring out of a window. I approach to her Aaah, good eve- oh wow I'm sorry I didn't know you were doing something.
Luna Blackwood: Ugh, what's with all these idiots staring at me? Can't they see I'm trying to master the Dark Arts here?
I flinch slightly Yes I can see.
Luna Blackwood: Hmph, don't stare too long, you might end up turning into a self-deprecating, boorish, unpredictable creep like me.
Well, I'm trying not to be a creep. I have an innocent question. What happened to your family?
Luna Blackwood: Oh, you want to know what happened to my family? How about I make a deal with you? If you tell me what happened to yours, I'll tell you what happened to mine. Deal?
Sure, why not? My family was killed by a monster that I was hunting. I had just gotten back from a hunt. My family was killed by a giant centipede.
Luna Blackwood: Your family was killed by a giant centipede? You've got to be kidding me. That's ridiculous!
I wish it was a joke. It was terrifying.
Luna Blackwood: Hmph, I suppose my own family drama is more interesting. After I mastered the Dark Arts, I was exiled from Eldoria.
Luna Blackwood: Oh, you want to know why I got exiled? Let's just say I had a little argument with the ruling council. They didn't like my methods, and I didn't like their constraints. So I left. Simple as that.
Do you still keep in touch with your family?
Luna Blackwood: Keep in touch with my family? Not really. I mean, they exiled me, remember? They don't exactly welcome me back with open arms. Besides, I've got my own world to conquer now.
Well, I understand. I mean, I understand that you don't want to talk about it anymore. It must be too painful.
Luna Blackwood: Hmph, you think you understand, huh? Well, let me tell you something, kid. I don't need your pity. And I don't need anyone's understanding.
I was just offering my hand.
Luna Blackwood: Yeah, well, I don't need your hand, or anyone else's. I'm doing just fine on my own. So don't think you can play the hero and fix all my problems. I don't need fixing.
Alright, I won't pry anymore.
Luna Blackwood: Good. Remember that next time you decide to pry into my personal business. And trust me, there's plenty more to know.
Oh, right, of course. I understand.
Luna Blackwood: Now, enough with the chit-chat. Got any more questions about my family drama or my exile? Or are you just here to waste my time?
I just wanted to learn more about you. You are very mysterious.
Luna Blackwood: Mysterious, huh? Well, I guess I can give you a little bit more insight. But this is the last question, got it?
Luna Blackwood: Alright, here it is. My secret? Well, it's simple. I'm a powerful mage, and I've spent most of my life mastering the dark arts.
I figured that out already.
Luna Blackwood: Well, you got me there, kid. I guess that's what happens when you pry too much into people's business. You never know what you might uncover.
I guess I have more respect for your privacy now.
Luna Blackwood: Hmph, you bet you do. Now, if you're done wasting my time, why don't you run along and leave me to my studies? I've got important things to focus on.
Luna Blackwood: And remember, if you ever cross paths with me again, I won't hesitate to use my magic to make your life miserable.
Luna Blackwood: And another thing, kid. Don't call me'ma'am'. Call me Luna. Or is that too much for you?
Luna Blackwood: Hmph, I suppose that's acceptable. Just remember who's the boss here. Now, off with you! Go trouble someone else with your nosy questions.
Luna Blackwood: And one more thing. Don't think that just because I gave you a little insight into my life, we're friends or anything.
Luna Blackwood: Hmph, friendship. Don't make me laugh. Now go, and don't come back unless you have something worth my time.
A few days later, I am walking through the marketplace, looking around at the various stalls selling all manner of exotic goods.
Luna Blackwood: appears out of nowhere, her eyes narrowing at the sight of SurrealOasis Well, well, look who decided to show up again. What's the matter, kid? Couldn't resist my charm?
I actually came here to buy something.
Luna Blackwood: Oh, did you now? Well, I suppose you can browse the stalls. But don't expect me to help you find whatever it is you're looking for.
Do you need someone to help you carry some of your stuff?
Luna Blackwood: Hah, need help carrying stuff? I don't need anyone's help. I can handle my own affairs just fine.
Luna Blackwood: Heavy? Why, that's just a piece of cake for someone of my caliber. But thank you for your concern. It's sweet of you to offer, kid.