After the battle of Ankor Mortis

The smile fades from Lily's face as she listens to Elané's heavy words. She notices Elané has difficulty speaking of this, but does not comment on it. When Elané bows her head, she takes a sip of her port. I have so many questions for you.
Lily remains silent. She gives Elané time to gather her thought an get a hold of her emotions.

The smile fades from Lily's face as she listens to Elané's heavy words. She notices Elané has difficulty speaking of this, but does not comment on it. When Elané bows her head, she takes a sip of her port. I have so many questions for you.
Lily remains silent. She gives Elané time to gather her thought an get a hold of her emotions.

Ninska was back from the hustle. She saw the different fires, the different camps. She did not feel like celebrating. It burned inside her. A bitterness that choked her throat, made it difficult for her to swallow and charred her heart to embers. It was hard for her to bear all this. The thing with the Edalphi. Ninska had been there, had understood the others so well. And already there she had noticed how many had wept for the Magica children. There had been so many more than at the sacrifice of the Razash Dai. So many more were mourning. Even though she herself was grieving, it had cut her deeply, but she had felt for them. But after the decision of the Quin... Every joyful face,every happy laugh,at the return,had given her another burning cut. Even Khatir's voice inside her had not been able to comfort her. On the contrary, it hurt even more and lit a fire that burned hot and dark. She paused briefly and grabbed her neck, in the mistaken hope of briefly banishing the bitterness. Ninska saw the camp of Zweiwasser and Gorasien. She saw familiar people. She took a deep breath. She hardened for a while. She should go to sleep soon. She was not good company right now

Ninska was back from the hustle. She saw the different fires, the different camps. She did not feel like celebrating. It burned inside her. A bitterness that choked her throat, made it difficult for her to swallow and charred her heart to embers. It was hard for her to bear all this. The thing with the Edalphi. Ninska had been there, had understood the others so well. And already there she had noticed how many had wept for the Magica children. There had been so many more than at the sacrifice of the Razash Dai. So many more were mourning. Even though she herself was grieving, it had cut her deeply, but she had felt for them. But after the decision of the Quin... Every joyful face,every happy laugh,at the return,had given her another burning cut. Even Khatir's voice inside her had not been able to comfort her. On the contrary, it hurt even more and lit a fire that burned hot and dark. She paused briefly and grabbed her neck, in the mistaken hope of briefly banishing the bitterness. Ninska saw the camp of Zweiwasser and Gorasien. She saw familiar people. She took a deep breath. She hardened for a while. She should go to sleep soon. She was not good company right now

Ninska was back from the hustle. She saw the different fires, the different camps. She did not feel like celebrating. It burned inside her. A bitterness that choked her throat, made it difficult for her to swallow and charred her heart to embers. It was hard for her to bear all this. The thing with the Edalphi. Ninska had been there, had understood the others so well. And already there she had noticed how many had wept for the Magica children. There had been so many more than at the sacrifice of the Razash Dai. So many more were mourning. Even though she herself was grieving, it had cut her deeply, but she had felt for them. But after the decision of the Quin... Every joyful face,every happy laugh,at the return,had given her another burning cut. Even Khatir's voice inside her had not been able to comfort her. On the contrary, it hurt even more and lit a fire that burned hot and dark. She paused briefly and grabbed her neck, in the mistaken hope of briefly banishing the bitterness. Ninska saw the camp of Zweiwasser and Gorasien. She saw familiar people. She took a deep breath. She hardened for a while. She should go to sleep soon. She was not good company right now

Elane is distracted by a sound outside the warmth of the crackling fire, of the dancing flames She turns her head to the side and sees Ninska standing in front of the camp. She looks at her and gestures the woman to come to the fire and take a seat.

Elane is distracted by a sound outside the warmth of the crackling fire, of the dancing flames She turns her head to the side and sees Ninska standing in front of the camp. She looks at her and gestures the woman to come to the fire and take a seat.

Elane is distracted by a sound outside the warmth of the crackling fire, of the dancing flames She turns her head to the side and sees Ninska standing in front of the camp. She looks at her and gestures the woman to come to the fire and take a seat.

Ninska looked at Èlane's invitation. She hesitated briefly, but who could understand her better than the fire dancer? She nodded to her. The Bornland woman slowly stepped up to the fire and if Elane would look her in the eye, she would be able to see her pain. Still, Ninska smiled and would find a place near her.

Ninska looked at Èlane's invitation. She hesitated briefly, but who could understand her better than the fire dancer? She nodded to her. The Bornland woman slowly stepped up to the fire and if Elane would look her in the eye, she would be able to see her pain. Still, Ninska smiled and would find a place near her.

Ninska looked at Èlane's invitation. She hesitated briefly, but who could understand her better than the fire dancer? She nodded to her. The Bornland woman slowly stepped up to the fire and if Elane would look her in the eye, she would be able to see her pain. Still, Ninska smiled and would find a place near her.

Lily, noticing the newcomer, hears the words of Varek repeat in her memory: 'Lily, you must make sure any guest of mine and of Zweiwasser is never without drink or refreshment.'
"Would you care for a drink?" Lily asked the newcomer in nearly a whisper, and without waiting for an answer, she stood up and left to find a cup. She returned but a moment later, smiling at the woman, gesturing for her to grab the cup.
"Tarin, can you pass a bottle our way?"

Lily, noticing the newcomer, hears the words of Varek repeat in her memory: 'Lily, you must make sure any guest of mine and of Zweiwasser is never without drink or refreshment.'
"Would you care for a drink?" Lily asked the newcomer in nearly a whisper, and without waiting for an answer, she stood up and left to find a cup. She returned but a moment later, smiling at the woman, gesturing for her to grab the cup.
"Tarin, can you pass a bottle our way?"

Lily, noticing the newcomer, hears the words of Varek repeat in her memory: 'Lily, you must make sure any guest of mine and of Zweiwasser is never without drink or refreshment.'
"Would you care for a drink?" Lily asked the newcomer in nearly a whisper, and without waiting for an answer, she stood up and left to find a cup. She returned but a moment later, smiling at the woman, gesturing for her to grab the cup.
"Tarin, can you pass a bottle our way?"

Tarin looked at Lily. "Sure, do you prefer port wine or Sake?" Tarin showed both bottles to Ninska.

Tarin looked at Lily. "Sure, do you prefer port wine or Sake?" Tarin showed both bottles to Ninska.

Tarin looked at Lily. "Sure, do you prefer port wine or Sake?" Tarin showed both bottles to Ninska.

Ninska gratefully accepted the cup offered to her with a smile. Tarin's question made her think of how she had put the ashes of Khatir's hair into a cup of port a few moons ago. She had fulfilled her Daroth son's last wish and drunk his ashes with wine. This stung her again, but it seemed fitting to choose port again. She pointed kindly to the bottle of port.

"Port, please. Thank you for your hospitality. "

Ninska gratefully accepted the cup offered to her with a smile. Tarin's question made her think of how she had put the ashes of Khatir's hair into a cup of port a few moons ago. She had fulfilled her Daroth son's last wish and drunk his ashes with wine. This stung her again, but it seemed fitting to choose port again. She pointed kindly to the bottle of port.

"Port, please. Thank you for your hospitality. "

Ninska gratefully accepted the cup offered to her with a smile. Tarin's question made her think of how she had put the ashes of Khatir's hair into a cup of port a few moons ago. She had fulfilled her Daroth son's last wish and drunk his ashes with wine. This stung her again, but it seemed fitting to choose port again. She pointed kindly to the bottle of port.

"Port, please. Thank you for your hospitality. "