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"We should leave at the break of dawn. We want to get there as soon as possible. I have a bag I've hidden outside. My robes are in there, along with some coin and a handful of potions. Don't worry, I've traveled this route dozens of times." Calina said.
"That sounds like a great opportunity." Calina said. She always loved getting the chance to expand on knowledge, whether she was learning or teaching. And though she wouldn't admit it, conjuration has always been one of her weakest areas of magic. She also enjoyed teaching people the way of...
Calina nodded and watched Indaryl as he downed the wine. She shifted in her seat.
"Yes, I plan on making it to the Embassy by tomorrow morning. You are free to join me, if that's what you're asking." She said.
"Well met, Indaryl." ((OOC/ haha...that's what a lot of NPC's on Two Worlds say. I think. I miss that game.)) She nearly jumped when the elf had cast the spell.
Calina sipped at her wine. "Yes, I have been practicing magic for some time now. Once I joined the Dominion, my training seemed to be...
She found herself growing homesick. Even at the brief mention of Alinor, her heart ached for her return. Calina's hand immediately went to her hair at its mention. She hadn't realized how out of place the style had been. She'd always done it like that. She nodded at his tip.
"Noted. Thank you."...
"The Gildergreen, eh? I've heard a lot about that tree." Calina said. She drank her mead as the Dunmer continued. "A Spellwright. I've always admired the vast wells of academia magicka offers. And I agree that Solstheim is no place to be visiting now, much less a place to settle into. You seem...
Calina's drink had arrived abruptly, a small bit of it spilling onto her hand. She smiled spitefully at the woman's turned back. When she realized someone was approaching, she'd quickly tried to lower her profile. Her efforts were in vain. He knew. With the strangest sense of reluctance, she...
Calina stepped inside the building, took one look at its interior, and sighed. "I cannot wait to get to the embassy," she muttered. The Altmer quickly closed the door behind her and sat at the bar.
"Your finest mead, innkeeper. Or...whatever it is you serve here." She said, her tone full of...
Wait...this isn't sweet rollers anonymous?
....awkward.
Oh well.
Hi everyone, my name is Anon. I've been a sweet roll addict for two years now. And I promise you that I'm not usually this corny. On a serious note, I joined this site out of boredom. Plus I sort of miss being in a forum...