Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20190218230651/@comment-36178866-20190219010249

Yona produced two brass cups from her satchel, which seemed to contain more than it could ever hold, "I've been to every part of Tamreil from the ashlands of Vvardenfell to the hot sand of Elsweyr, I believe I met a Nemer while I was a student at the College, I can't quite place a name though. I was young then." She poured the wine, and gave a cup to the elf, she had the distinct feeling of being watched by someone, but couldn't quite place what. "I don't remember much of the College days anyway, too much Illusion magic tends to addle your brains quite a bit"