"Hmm, you look really quite young in your human form, just how old are you?" Asked Marris in a questioning manner.
"I think I'm about three, or four now, I don't quite remember though." "I don't really have the best memory, so such things are hard to remember." Answered Imogen.
"Three to four years old!"
"Yes... I mean, that's how old my body is at least."
"In all my time as a rune smith, second class appraiser, I've never seen anything, or anyone quite like you." Admitted Marris.
"Um... I'll take that as a compliment I guess."
"Here, I'll check my age really quick and tell you how old I am." Suggested Imogen as she pulled up her status screen.
*Name: Imogen Sabbath
Titles: One of The Second Wind, Curse Bearer, Devourer of Kin, One Watched By Denair, Benignant Mistress, Chosen of Denair, and Defiler of The Natural Order
Race: Tick - Adult
I was so sick Friday I couldn't think straight, I'm better today so this chapter is to make up for when I was more sick.
Also, is it weird I like formal names better?