Ripper kept quiet as she rambled. He hadn't run into many slaves that were allowed to wander out to his shoppe, let alone were witches. But then his store had not been open for very long, only long enough to peek the interest of those on the island. "Pleasure," he said with a slight skeptical look on his face. There was no hesitation to shake her hand, but he held on a moment longer as he tried to judge her talent potential.
"Is your Master teaching you any magic?" He stepped back gesturing her to follow him to a more open portion of the store. Candles flickered alive as they stepped into a circle area with markings on the floor. "How is it that you are only just now learning your birthright?"
If she followed him into the circle, he would lift her arms out as if he was taking her measurements and say in incantation in a mumbled language. The floor glowing bright and then fading.