“Impressive. I’m a shaman, so we’re allowed to switch tattoos for different ceremonies. I can show you the ones I have donned for now if you’d like. It would require me to remove my pants though.” [b][i]She said with no embarrassment. She was clad in no shoes, pants made of woven plant fibres of light beige. Her stomach was revealed, with her chest being covered by a top of leather and hide. Her arm had bracers on it, fur at the wrist. Her skin was darker as well, her hair in dreadlocks.[/i][/b]