"Oh, um, we're a druidic tribe," Keyleth explained, giving him the bare bones, quickest version of her people possible. "We protect the places on the prime material plane where the veil between us and the elemental planes are thin. My people watch over the elemental plane of air."

She tilted her head, as that slight...hitch? Something. She caught it, but she couldn't tell where it came from, other than the mention of the gracefully curling horns. She bit her lip, trying to decide if she should apologize or not, but decided to let it go. "Thanks, they've been passed down for a long time," she replied with a soft smile. "It was nice of this place to let me keep them. The last place I was at, they took all our stuff from us, even our clothes."