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Eliza beamed at the nickname, “The more you speak of your hometown, the more I yearn to visit it some day. All I have heard and read about lovely Shoria don’t seem to do it justice.” Forever curious, the half orc stepped closer to watch the old gnome bring the garden alive with but a few words...

Eliza played along with Val’s act as best she could, “Not bad. Not bad at all.” She commented with a grin. “Needs a touch more eye rolls and indignant huffs to be perfect though.” The walk through Azarad saw a more subdued half-orc as she followed dutifully behind Niradnam, leaning more heavily...

The Azarad ex-student's glared at the gate, "That...is quite outrageous." Eliza sputtered out the comment hitting far too close to home. "What in the world is the meaning of this? They can't just use someone's money like that." She knew she was taking it a tad too personally and tried to recover...

Eliza half-snorted, half-giggled at Valerie’s comment. Wiping away a tear, “What are they going to do if they find out? Kick me out?” Enraptured she nestled her head on her crossed arms as she lay listening to Rin recounting some tales from her old life, “That sounds quite delightful! I think...

Eliza blushed a deeper shade of purple with every word, “Oh, well now...yes...well..” she managed to stammer out before clearing her throat trying to dislodge the rock that was now stuck in her throat. “Um...I can scan the thoughts of people within 30 feet of me.” she volunteered trying to stir...

Eliza groaned without much heart at the young gnome, “Yeah, I know...I know.” She sighed thinking back to the ‘ex-student’ label. She grumbled un-ladylike in gnomish under her breath. “So we only need to figure out who is in charge of this zoo, right? No more dashing into danger apprehending...

Eliza had waved goodbye to Cate joining the group for their final celebratory night at Porthca. Getting teary eyed, she blushed and glanced gratefully at every member of their scruffy group, old and new, her heart swelling to twice its size. Their little gang had accomplished so much in so...

Eliza scoffed lady-like at Val's remark, "Following tradition would make sense in a cultured place with some history. Porthca is neither so I don't see what is wrong with Catelyn forging her own path now. The post of Porthca representative of the common should not bow down to any of the nobles...

Gerosh raised an eyebrow at the half-elf but simply gave a withering glare in response before turning his attention back to the too-long speech. Find werewolves. Kill werewolves. Seemed simple enough. He wondered why that couldn't have been communicated in fewer words but chose to keep his...

Eliza felt more refreshed after that interesting side-research than she had for weeks, "Storms, eh? We get plenty of those on the road." Even the prospect of once again traveling in dreary conditions couldn't dampen her high especially after she had collected her pristine new custom scrolls...

With a snap, Eliza had her wand out and had already conjured up a shimmering dark-blue hand. The hand flashed a quick thumbs up to Lestone then reached out for the books. "I am always down for a quick spot of reading." The spark had returned to her eyes as she instructed the hand to set down the...

"I would ask how it felt like to have siblings but I suppose your experiences won't be the norm." She picked up one of the earthy books and tried to leaf through it, "The material looks dense." She said as she surreptitiously wiped her dusty hands on one of the watery books. "I guess you can...

"Oh...Mags!" Eliza didn't have any idea what to say to the halfling but enveloped the cleric in a tight hug instead. "These manacles were awful enough before hearing about their history." She pulled away when she saw Master Accmour and self consciously pushed her empty Azarad pin deeper in her...

Garosh was throughly shamed and tried to take up even less space as he turtled up further in his hood. "Sorry..." He mumbled and hugged Scout closer as he whispered to the pup, "We should be quiet, Scouty. We don't want to be making a scene in our first day out or else they will make us go...

Eliza laid a hand on Mag's shoulder and tried not to put her foot in her mouth as she said, "If you are as familiar with these manacles as you say then anything you know would be of great help. Do you know who made them?" 'Well, that was not so comforting...' "Well," she huffed feeling...

Gerosh follows the large man to the chairs and slowly lowers himself onto one of them as he frantically sweeps the room for signs of impending doom. He places Scout in the chair between him and Boros and glowers under his hood at anyone that dared to come any closer to their section. "Scout, the...

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Eliza stared longingly at the shelves overflowing with arcane knowledge but trudged along behind the group towards this scholar who was able to figure something out before she had...but she wasn't salty. Not at all. "The holy woman isn't faring very well. We think she might have been wearing...

“I don’t know, Mags. It looked quite serious but it is always worth a shot.” Taking out her notebook and pen, Eliza doodled what Mr and Mrs Carabelli looked like then sighed and tossed the paper aside, “Well, you should know more about them first. Hmm,” She tapped her forehead absentmindedly as...

“All this talk about gods and their elemental powers,” Eliza’s gaze followed the sparks that shot out of Valerie’s hands and Lestone’s whole being, “It really puts into perspective how ultimately tiny we are in the arcane fabric.” She snapped her hands as she conjured the image of the Pearl in...