““Tell me about yourself. What do you do? Do you make anything? Are you human? How long have you lived? Where did you get such lovely clothes?” Janna asked whatever question came to mind. Here was someone who was as interested in answers about others as she was. How wonderful.
Her onslaught of questions made Venus chuckle slightly, as her curiosity reminded him of his old students. Anyone eager to learn and to widen their knowledge and skills certainly brought out his good side.
“Where should I even start?” He joked, before crossing his arms behind him.
“I work as a Alchemist. I can manipulate and transform metal into a more purer form, like changing iron into gold. I am quiet well known in the jewellery market.
About your third question, no, i’m no longer a human anymore. It would be much more suitable to call me a undead really. But I like to believe I still have humanity in me, even if I did die perhaps hundreds of years ago. Unfortunately, I cannot give a clear answer for my age, because I simply never bothered to count the years after ‘dying’.
And about my wonderful suit, I got them from a tailor who works in Piltover.” Venus informed, before giving a little twirl for the spirit.
“I can request him to make you one too, if you would like. Since you have a physical form, you can change clothes too can’t you?”
Janna nodded along to his answers, committing them to memory. When he got to the part about no longer being human, Janna took a closer look at him, tapping into the swords power a little in order to really see him. His spirit was still so bright but it seemed to almost morph and twist, searching for new ways to be. She smiled at the thought.
“I understand not keeping up with your age. Without a historical marker to have reference to, it does get a little difficult.” She said, an understanding smile on her face.
When he offered to get in touch with the makers of his wonderful clothes, she perked up. “Truly? I would be so grateful! Even though I usually wear this, I can change clothes if need be.”