Livetia was utterly aghast at the towering sight of that unknown Skimtari, though arguably more shocked at that nearly pristine Prestorean. Realizing that she had been staring open-mouthed at the individual for too long, she straightened up abruptly and brushed away the sand. She adjusted her costume to look presentable to the seemingly authority figure and cleared her throat nervously.
Livetia: "G-greetings..! My name is Livetia Daston, I am a Khijovian ambassador… Me and my colleague back at the capital building have been instructed to stay here in Herwa for some time."
The tall Skimtari studied her with an undecipherable expression and moved closer to her asking a question in an inquisitive tone.
???: "Tell me, little human, what are you doing at the beach?"
His voice was harsh and almost menacing, lightly veiled by mischievous amusement.
Livetia: "I was just s-sunbathing… Yeah, I was relaxing, that's it."
The Skimtari frowned, dumbfounded by that statement: relaxing on the beach?
He shook his head in perplexity and then lowered his head until he reached the level of the foreigner.
???: "Forgive me, I forgot to introduce myself..."