Harry
*Thankfully it seemed to would all be smooth sailing at they were coming up onto the village of Last Steading, and she was glad to see that much of the town itself was still lit up. She spotted a suitable landing spot just out of view.*

"Udosorn thac'zil fridj gaer, lu't'yin Usstan shlu'ta plynn dos ulu l'aun darlshei ghil" __(We'll land just there, and then I can take you to the local healer here)__ *She remarked to the Drow in her arms, as she began to slow her decent down towards the village. Ourania managed plant her boots upon the ground easily, and once steadying herself - would then help Eibhlin stand back up again herself. Letting the Drow hold her arms if she needed a moment to find her footing.*

"Vesss tiuin, udos inbalus l'bwael u'nef d'nau l'puul vee'ther... Nin lest inbau dos ulu natha listra darlshei, lu'mayoe fol cahallin" __(Smooth flying, we had the good fortune of no foul weather... Now lets get you to a proper healer, and maybe some food)__ *She remarked, a hint of pride in her voice as she began to make her winds vanish into her back via her magic - of which looked like them sinking back into wispy shadows on Ourania's back; they had done their job this evening.*
Beverly
*As they neared the village, she was surprised to still see the light of warm hearths inside the homes and lanterns lit or other forms of magic to light the buildings. She looked to where Ourania had jutted her head, a direction for a landing spot is what she understood and something about a healer.* "Si, bel'la dos ( okay, Thank you.)" *She tucked her head to the woman's neck again as she felt her downward spiral to a graceful landing. Her hair wiping about then laying down her back and some over the woman's shoulder, told her they had landed. She slowly leaned her head back as she looked around. The woods while quiet seemed somewhat inviting. She felt heavier for some reason, unsure if it was because she was tired and feeling the withdraw of being wiped through a magic portal. As her feet were set down she stepped and swayed. Gripping the woman's arm she stepped again swaying and paused.* 

*She bit her inner bottom lip and frowned as she slowly got her land legs again.* " Usstan tlun naut kl'ae ulu tejmook'cinkjuu ji ssussun lu'duul'sso..(I am not use to feeling so Weightless and free)" *She Walked with her, some bushes and branches pulling at the fine fabric of her dress but they let go as if they simply wanted to touch it.* "Siyo vesss, jivvin lu'tahta (yes smooth, fun and terrifying)" *She had blood now running down her cheek but it was dried, from the wind pushing it away from her wound during flight. It looked like trails of bloody tears, She couldn't make out the last word but it sounded like stew so she felt maybe it was food. She wished she could fully understand the woman, it frustrated her a lot to not fully understand her. Eibhlin Paused as she watched Awestruck at the wings vanishing into nothing but shadows to Ourania's back, She let Ourania take a few steps ahead as she looked to her back, her fingers reached to touch but she pulled them back* " 'udtila nindel jivviim (Does that hurt?) " *Following her she hugged her arm again, there as hunter

S returning to the village late at night and watching them. She looked to the side as she walked, The closer into the village they got the more commotion she could hear, There was defiantly people here. Her Weary eyes looked around and she took in the sighs. So many beings but not as many drow as she would have hoped.* " Um... Vel'klar ph'jal l'ilythiiri (Um... Where are all the drow?) "
Harry
*Able to catch some of what Eibhlin said about her wings' disappearing, she'd chuckle a tad and shake her head* "Nau jiv'undus, mzild d'natha b'vecko tejmook'cinkjuu foldraevals, jhal olt doera syahal nin" __(No pain, more of a strange feeling sometimes, but its become normal now)__ *She explained, least as best she could given they could just semi communicate.*

*As she began to guide the woman into the small village, heading towards one of the local elven healers - while keeping her rather messy appearnce from view of other passing elves, and a few other races mingling about in the evening. Some of the other races appeared to be a few local feline folk and even some bird folk that were likely from Wai Oromarde.*

"Naut mzil Ilythiiri ghil wun darla, fol dro wun l'ixx... Jhal mzild k'jakr dro wun l'Feryxonis" __(Not many Drow here in town, some live in the capital... But more still live in the Underground)__ *She remarked, trying best to answer her question about where any Drows were. While the darker skinned elves had been growing in numbers, they were still somewhat rare to see - and those that were living up top, often prefered to keep to themselves and not be bothered.*
Beverly
*She laughed along with ourania and kept walking, She was starting to feel a tad more safe yet increasingly aware of all the eyes on her. ``so... Drow are not ...Common here?...`` She wondered if there was other difference's. Walking with her she eyed a few shops, She wondered what wares they might have. She almost stopped to stair at a Feline folk, They lived on an entirely different continent then Back home. She was not use to seeing them unless for royal gatherings of the nations. She also noticed no one seemed a noble, or of royalty of any kind here. She wondered if the woman listened when she said she was a princess, She did her best to not let it bother her as she hugged her arms.* ``..I might not be one here... I have to keep that in mind... These people... Are not my people...`` *She Looked sad as she faced the ground while she walked and kept her head down now. She didn't wan to cry but more tears came out, She was feeling extremely alone.* 

*They came upon a building, it was like a small home, Well taken care of and not a loose wood panel in sight. She could see the lanterns lit and hear people inside* " L' o'goth's? (The healers?) " *She did her best to translate that* "Hmnn O'goth... Klen'ne ( hmnn healer... Doctor?) " *She asked two different words incase they were not right. She stood next to Ourania instead of behind her, half turned watching Hunters pass and nod to her or look her up and down she wasn't sure. The smell of the dead animal made her stomach burn and she covered her nose and mouth turning away from them as they passed with their kills. She looked to Ourania, Her face was paling and she felt more ill, she slowly breathed in her nose now and out her mouth to calm down.*
Harry
"Nind shlu'ta tlu ul'kas a usbyr kaas, doer pholor ori'gato's unboi wu'suul" __(They can be called by either name, come on let's step inside)__ *She explained, when Eibhlin asked about healer or doctor, most in villages called themselves healers. While doctors was a term she noticed was more common in bigger cities, least it was often used as a title by some.*

*Stepping into the small house/shop, one would easily see various shelves full of different herbs and bottled items - a female elf would notice the pair and arch a brow at them. But appouched and spoke up* "Evening there what can I do for you, seems like your friend there has gotten into a bit of a tussle?" *She remarked, taking note of Eibhlin's messy appearance, but also saw that she likely needed some help.*

"Aye, I found her out in the woods - she might be from the Underdark but I'm not sure, her Drow and my Drow are a bit different if I'm being honest" *Ourania remarked, chatting with the healer in the local tongue of the region, sometimes called Common. But it did have that elvish tone to it if one bothered to focus on that.*

*The healer nodded their head, and motioned for the two to follow her into the back, Ourania glanced to Eibhlin* "Nixm'io xxizz shaa dos, doer pholor" __(She'll help treat you, come on)__ *She explained, motioning for the Drow to follow her. Likely once Eibhlin had the chance to clean up and get treated, she'd likely feel alot better.*
Beverly
*She Followed Ourania with a soft nod, Getting away from the smell of the dead animals was priority to her in this moment. ``other names? I wondered what all they call them here?`` She Felt like she was touring one of the poor populous of her home town, They didn't seem to have the magic infused running water or the fairy wheels and mills that helped produce magic dust to help the mage's of her kingdom. She pulled her dress up as she entered the building and bowed softly, Looking around she noticed all the herbs and items about.* ``yep medics...`` *She looked to the full jars as well* `` do they not have many wounded?`` *She figured for such a serfdom town she would see some empty jars.* 

*Her eyes went wide hearing the woman's common tongue, again another language she didn't know. She saw her eyes look Eibhlin up and down. Feeling very self conscious now she tried to hide her appearance by stepping behind Ourania. She turned her head looking to the various scrolls on the shelves and little crystals here and there. She saw a skull as well and began to question everything as she followed them back.* "Ph'dos zhaunus? (Are you sure?)" *She spoke softly, leaning to look around Ourania, she couldn't look over the taller woman. She stepped to her side in a room, it was smaller then the entrance but seemed to be an examination room of sorts. She saw a way to chart notes among various items needed to examinations. She looked to Ourania now from the side, her chin tilted up to look directly at her.* "Bel'la dos (Thank you) " *She looked to the woman now, not sure what her language was, she hadn't studied it before.*
Harry
*The healer opened the door to another room, which looked to be a bathroom of sorts - she got a few things prepared in there before stepping back out and explaining it to Ourania.*

"Il tanaleth'u dos shlu'ta kertest phor ust, gaer zhah mziln natha thir'ku d'gammaren wu'suul 'zil al" __(She says you can wash up first, there is also a change of garments inside as well)__ *She replied, translating roughly what the healer had told her. While the other elven woman went to go prepare a few other things, Ourania would wait out in the main room to let Eibhlin freshen herself up - anyone in her shoes would likely want a bath after all that.*

"Satiir duul'sso ulu plynn dosst draeval, dos ves'aph ssrig'luin ol" __(Feel free to take your time, you likely need it)__ *She said to the Drow, before taking a seat in a nearby chair.*
Beverly
*She looked into the other room, the brown walls looked new, clean and well taken care of, there was a basin for washing faces or hands, a latrin with a real seat, then she sat the metal pipes and her face lit up* " Dos inbal z'haanin niar?!! Lu'nir' el!! (You have running water?!! And baths!!)" *She did a little hand motion as she looked to them and smiled for the first time yet her eye still showed that scared timid woman who was unsure of her place. Blinking she frowned* " D'gammaren?...Ummm ofil'nisha?" *She wiggled her dress to be sure that was the term* ``if they have me a set of clothes ....That would be nice...`` *She thought while she slowly stepped toward the door and looked back to Ourania.* 

*She nod understanding take, time and needed She bowed to them as she backed in and shut the door softly. Leaning on it with her head and hand she teared up and turned pressing her back to the door. This was not home, She heaved a breath that hitched with hicks of emotion. Walking to the tub she turned on the water she thought was the hot and found it was cold. Stopping it she turned the second knob and it was a hot water* ``backwards... Got it...`` *She sniffled as she filled the tub to make it warm and began to undress. Upon inspection she had a cut on her cheek and one on her side, she didn't know when it got there, but it was deeper, she thought it was her fathers blood soaking her but turned out it was her own. She looked closer and it was not too deep just long and annoying. She teared up as she looked up to the ceiling as if she could see the stars and moon* ``oh mother maker what has happened .....To me...`` *Stepping into the tub the water sent chills up her and she slowed her dip in, when it go to her cut on her side she hissed but managed and sunk to her shoulders before she started to cry and hugged her arms.* 

*Her world had been turned upside down, She only knew one woman who had a life to get back to, she just happened to discover her. She pushed t

He tears away but only managed to wet her face more with her hand. She looked to the water reflection as it rippled with water drops and tears. Eibhlin wanted to cry again but couldn't she just staired.* ``a new... Start...`` *She didn't know why she felt this way but she did. She grabbed the soap and sniffed it wrinkling her nose, it was good but not the stuff at the palace. Washing her hair the latheres soaked down her and into the tub, filling the clear water with bubbles. It didn't take her long to finish after her hair was done. Getting up she tried off and put on the simple under garments then opened the door to the women. Not dressed yet but she looked to Ourania, She half turned and the cut showed, now that it was washed it was bleeding just a little* " Usstan inbal natha drada harventh, ol kassinne mzild t'yin ussta jindurn ( I have a cut, it hurts worse then my face.) " *She let the woman see to maybe help as she waited, the wound oozed blood. *
Harry
*The healer had come back around when Eibhlin had come out, easily seeing the wound upon her face - she motioned for the Drow to come over her way as she had some medical items prepped. She'd tend to Eibhlin's wounds with ease, as if were just a another normal day - in no time the Drow would find herself patched up.*

"No broken bones from what I can tell, but I would suggest bed rest - her wounds should mend themselves in a few days. Change out any bandages after two days, or after one has bathed" *She'd explain to Ourania, whom then tried to translate for Eibhlin as best she could. Ourania would then see about helping the Drow get the rest of her new garments on.*

"Overall ye lor Nhatil alur, gaer's biu el'inssrigg udos shlu'ta inbau fol cahallin a" __(Overall ye look alot better, there's an inn we can get some food at)__ *She'd say, gathering that the woman might be hungry; and the inn in town did have fairly comfortable rooms.*
Beverly
*She Looked to the Female Healer, Walking over she let her bandage her wounds, she was highly impressed with her skill and how clean she was. Listening to Ourania translate from common to Drow to Eibhlin being semi understanding of it was frustrating at best. She had a head ache from crying and was emotionally drained and now trying to understand everyone, was a bit much. She felt like she could cry again as if the shower gave her body more tears and she pushed some loose ones away. She bit her inner lip on each inner side making it pucker just to try and think of the pain from that instead of the tears wanting to flood out again. She nod to looking better at what Ourania said.* "Usstan xun naut satiir nindel i'dol ...Jhal bel'la dos (I do not feel that way ...But thank you)" *She Picked up The white Chemise it had two ways to wear the top, a thin set of straps for summer wear or the extra cloth could be pulled up and worn as sleeves, it was a very advanced style of chemise she had seen. With Ourania's help she managed to get it on. The skirt was easy enough to put on, Then the leather waist cinch and the pouch with leather arm covers. The wool socks and boots were nice and fit her perfectly. She folded up her dress and put all her items in her leather bag, including the one moon stone she had on her. She paused and held it out to Ourania* "Usstan shlu'ta naut yaith... Usstan xun naut inbal or'a jhal usstan shlu'ta morfeth nindolen nind ph'drathir khaliizis lu'vaen goros l'huthin retlah drathir lu'yewl ka dos ummo fol. (I can not pay... I do not have money but I can make these they are moon stones and last till the next full moon and provide energy ...If you loose some.) " 

*She Followed Ourania and waited by the door* " Natha cuass'ili lu'...Cahallin orn'la tlu yugho (a room and... Food would be nice)" *She walked out of the building With her as she looked back, a soft wave and bow in thanks for her clothes before she walked faster to keep up with Ourania* "Vel'

Klar ...Orn'la Usstan alu ulu ..Ragar natha emp'poss? (Where ...Would I go to ..Find a job?)" ``I have to have a way to make money here, I have to survive... Maybe one day I can go back? ....But...`` * She looked up to the sky as they walked, little grey and purple clouds from the night drifted by and beyond them an inky sky full of stars and cosmic lights.*
Harry
*She'd take the offered Moon Stone, looking it over - she hadn't expected payment, but she wasn't going to turn it down - she tucked it away* "G'rftte, Dorn mir pholod ol" __(Thanks, I'll hold onto it)__ *She'd motion for her to follow her out of the clinic, giving a wave of thanks to the healer.*

"Natha emp'poss? Al sieva ol chu harl ulu vel'bol shlu'ta dos gultah xor xun dosstan?" __(A job? Well suppose it comes down to what can you offer or do yourself?)__ *She'd reply when the woman asked her about work. Given the rather noble bearings of the Drow, Ourania herself wasn't sure what sort of job she could try to pick up.*
Beverly
*She followed closely, blinding in now more then before. Her hair, washed of how it had been was now on long locks down to the middle of her back. She was fiddling with a string as they walked. Reaching back she pulled her hair into a half pony tail. Tieing the string so it didn't rip out her hair. Eibhlin watched as Ourania's hair bounced across her back. She still wondered about her wings, She watched the places on her back where they had been as they walked* " Usstan hass'l usstan shlu'ta morfeth l'mana khaliizis... Ji usstan satiir saph usstan inbal natha equidai ulu gultah h'uena ril Retlah drathir... Jhal nindel anika'xxizz uns'aa nin (i mean i can make the mana stones... So i feel like i have a skill to offer once every Full moon... But that doesn't help me now..)" *She thought for a moment putting her knuckle to her lip, her brows frowning with a little pinch then she smiled* " Usstan gumash kyorl ka jala Kingdome ssrig'luinen natha elg'cahl tester? ....Usstan tlun plu'dakus qua'laen mina... Lu'Usstan gumash mziln Diliva it'x wun l'tangi... Ein kl'ae ulu l'sssiks ssussun ulu biu polilar..
 ( I could see if any Kingdome needs a poison tester? ....I am trained against them... And I could also deliver items in the day... Im use to the sun light to an extent..)" 

*As they walked to the inn it was as common as she thought but it was warm, there was various races she hadn't seen again. She paused walking in and staring she couldn't help it, culture shock was real. She blinked rapidly and did a fast little embarrassed walk to Ourania to the counter where she listened to her talk to the person behind the long desk* `` I have never... Stayed in an inn... Let alone ate... Common food...`` *She worried her pallet had been too refined , that the food would taste bad or worse. She looked around trying not to make it obvious she was trying to see the new races.*
Harry
"Al l'mana khaliizis xal inbal fol tha'tsit usage..." __(Well the mana stones might have some possible usage...)__ *Ourania said as they walked into the tavern, though would cast her a look at the mention poison and tasting - sure Drows were known for their skills against various poisons.* "Elg'cahl tester... Frankly bynss tlu zhaunus pholor nindel usstan" __(Poison tester... Frankly couldn't be sure on that myself)__ *She remarked.*

*Deciding to focus on other things as they got up to the counter, she started chatting with one of the servers and chose a simple meal for the two of them - no need to upset Eibhlin's stomach. The local soup they served at the tavern was hearty, and rather tasty - least in her opinion.*

*Though before they ordered any drinks, Ourania tried to explain the types of ales and mead the inn had to offer them - least as best as she could translate.*
Beverly
*She half smiled feeling a bit better her stones could come in handy. But the look she got on the poison tasting made her feel uneasy. She waited and listened to what she was ordering, She was speaking in the common tongue again and she tried to pick up on words from it. She stayed close to Ourania, she played with her braid and looked to the bar top. The mention of drinks had her attention , and some of the guest who watched Ourania in a drunken haze while she tried to explain to Eibhlin. With a frown and sigh her shoulders dropped* " Russtniar... Mead? ..Mmmm ssinhya mead? (sweat... Mead? ..Mmmm honey mead?) " * She paused and nod* " Ssinhya Mead! (Honey Mead!) " *She felt proud she deciphered that and picked at invisible lint on her dress.* 

*Despite having showered she could still feel the heaviness of the blood soaked dress, and the dirt from the cave, she picked at fuzz then stopped while she swayed standing there. Finally they walked to a table and she sat down, Her fingers rubbed the surface of the rough wood, it normally would be polished but years of drinks spilled and cleaning gave it a bubbled texture and warn down spots.* "Ves al 'che lawat... (very well loved table...) " *She pointed to the table just in case it didn't come across, Then she sighed and looked to Ourania* " L'hal'l Vorun uns'aa ulu tlu surit'sa ulu l'drathir 'zil ka usstan zhahus rosin, lu'usstan z'klaen mik'ra l'hal'l. Olt natha lar'ild d'l'Drathir's ves faerl vrin'klatu nindel Baat'leben l'olath kitrye d'l'trera wun ilta Vet. ( The ceremony requires me to be bare to the moon as if i was born, and i must perform the ritual. Its a calling of the Moon's very magical essence that Circles the dark half of the planet in her Veil.) " *She motioned a soft form of dance moves with her hand and then cupped as if she held a stone.* 

"Olt ves ...Lith'lossta... Lu'thugrin xunor maglust (Its very ...Intimate... And usually done alone)" *She looked to the side, she saw a young couple kissing and imme

Diately thought of Avalor, she blinked away mist forming and sighed looking back to Ourania. She half smiled again hiding her pain and watched as the bar maid came scurrying out with a tray, She came over and set down bowls of steaming stew, a small basket of rolls and two tankards. She leaned up looking at the stew and blinked* ``a winter stew?`` *She wondered before she picked up the wood spoon scooped some up and blew on it. Her elbows did not touch the table once and she was siting straight up. She took a bite and closed her eye tasting the savory rich broth, the hearty meat, the soft veggies and she looked to Ourania, she swallowed* " Olt ...Zuul'raght ( its ...Amazing) "
Harry
*She'd arch a high brow as Eibhlin explained how she crafted the mana stones, before ordering them two honey meads while they waited for their food* "Ji dos inbal ulu tlu totally surit'sa ulu xun jal nindel... Al alurl morfeth zhaunus dos xun ol xuil juba privacy" __(So you have to be totally bare to do all that... Well best make sure you do it with total privacy)__ *She'd remark, certainly a strange way indeed for one to do magic like that.*

*She'd chuckle at her reaction to the taste of the soup* "Naut ichl plain whol dosst ma? Naubol llaar junissg inbalin xondyerna awni saph nindol" __(Not too plain for your tastes? Nothing really beats having fresh soup like this)__ *She'd say with a smirk, before tapping her cup of mead against Eibhlin's cup when they were brought their drinks.*
Beverly
*She laughed and nod as she sighed with a hint of joy* " Siyo jhal ol xunde, Usstan z'reninth tluin surit'sa lu'vunerable xxizzia l'wlalth wun natha i'dol, Folbol primal bauth l'i'dol olt xunor silara l'vrin'klatu ulu dro (Yes but it works, I believe being bare and vulnerable helps the spell in a way, Something primal about the way its done brings the essence to life.)" *She brushed a loose single strand of hair away from her ear as it tickled her ear tip. Eibhlin's eyes looked to the soup and she nod* " Naut plain! Jhal nindol zhah retlah d''steh!! Usstan unsty's kat kyor'ol nindol ( not plain! But this is full of flavor!! I honestly didn't expect this) " *She felt like they were communicating better as she smiled. She toasted with Ourania and felt like she finally had a friend, even back home she didn't have many, and this was the first time someone helped her and toasted with her outside of a Fancy setting.* 

*She sat back after eating and pat her belly, she felt full and now very very tired, it was hitting her as her eyes half lidded and she yawned big. She looked to Ourania, She wondered how long this woman would stay her friend and if or when they would part ways.* " Ourania... Zhah ol si ka p'luin jal nindol... Usstan plynnil dos ....P'wal... Usstan inbal natha tejmook'cinkjuu ol orn tlu natha rena vel'drav usstan inbau ulu kyorl dos 'sohna... Lu'dosst l'ust iwaotc ulu shaa uns'aa saph natha abbil... Lu'l'ust iwaotc usstan inbal tha ghil. (Ourania... Is it okay if after all this... I write you ....Because... I have a feeling it will be a while when i get to see you again... And your the first person to treat me like a friend... And the first person i have met here.) "
Harry
"Plynnil ulu uns'aa?" __(Write to me?)__ *She said, after having a bit more of the soup, she'd ponder for a moment before remarking "Usstan xuat shar usstan, d'elezz Usstan helothannin Nhatil... Tluin natha ke'hl'ash silinrul zhah ussta main xund, jhal Usstan alu Vel'zix'Usstan satiir saph. Jhal zhaunus satiir duul'sso ulu plynnil ulu uns'aa lu'sevir ol ghil, Dorn ves'aph doer a bauth whol jala mail." __(I don't mind myself, though I travel alot... Being a bounty hunter is my main work, but I go wherever I feel like. But sure feel free to write to me and leave it here, I'll likely come by around for any mail.)__

*After a bit more mead and soup, Ourania would try to get Eibhlin some pointers about the current kingdoms, what locations she could visit that might be of interest* "Usstan orn'la mziln un's'la nindel dos pict phor pholor l'Rivvin ooble', ol orn xxizz dos doeb wun l'verve z'haan ulu tlu khruste." __(I would also suggest that you pick up on the Common tongue, it will help you out in the long run to be certain.)__

*Indeed, if Eibhlin planned to do lots of traveling, knowing the common tongue was gonna be a must have - else she'll never get very far and there were a growing number of Drows appearing in the elven lands... But they were still decently rare at times.*
Beverly
*She smiled, knowing she could write her new friend warmed her heart. She wouldn't be so lonely and could tell her all about what she learned on her travels. She looked into her stew as she ate more, with it almost being gone already she missed it. She knew she would be full but had to have it again in the coming days if possible. She picked up the drink and downed some with a dainty set of sips.* " Siyo nindel zhah vel'bol usstan ssrig'luin ulu zhaun ust, usstan sieva usstan ssrig'luin ulu kyorl ka l'l'el'inssring ehmtua shlu'ta zao uns'aa? (Yes that is what i need to know first, i suppose i need to see if the the tavern owner can teach me?) " *All of this assuming Ourania was leaving soon, She didn't know why but she felt it.* 

*She knew she would cry again tonight, and in the morning feel numb but it was best to get it out alone, in the confines of the room she would have for the night. She finished the stew and pulled her tankard close, her finger nails tapped it softly, one was chipped and she noticed giving it a pout* " Usstan tlun naut kl'ae ulu lassrinnin ussta edrun... Lu'oh xun dos plynn kyon d'mina ghil? ( I am not use to breaking my nails... How do you take care of them here? ) " *She was sometimes vain about her nails, she cared if they looked bad. Hands could be the first thing a person see's especially if a gentleman takes it to kiss.*
Harry
"Zhaunus Usstan dryss'ho fol d'l'locals shlu'ta xo'a ulu zao dos fol rivvin, jhal naut mzil zhaun l'Ilythiiri Ooble'" __(Sure I gather some of the locals can attempt to teach you some common, but not many know the Drow Tongue)__ *She began, before carrying on* "Jhal Usstan shlu'ta mzulst xo'al ulu zao dos natha leza d'rivvin ulu xxizz dos inbau itamili, d'elezz F'sarn naut mzilt d'natha an'kin." __(But I can least try to teach you a bit of common to help you get started, though I'm not much of a teacher.)__

*She'd glance at her own nails, of which she often kept filed down and short so they didn't snag on anything. Having another sip of her tankard, she'd try to answer* "Usstan tend ulu ser ussta ehmtu edrun bista dosinnalas, er'griff inbauin mina listrane xunor mayoe h'uena ril sishaa xor ji? Usstan b'varess gaer tluin natha s'enar d'...Salon zhah vel'bol nind ul'kas ol ghil wun darla?" __(I tend to keep my own nails short personally, only getting them properly done maybe once every month or so? I recall there being a sort of... Salon is what they called it here in town?)__

*Ourania herself had only ever passed by the salon a few times, but a number of the elven women in the town often went there - it seemed more like a club for women in general but they all came out with clearer skin and some even had various hairstyles.*
Beverly
*She smiled brightly, so thankful that Ourania wanted to help her so much.* " Nindel orn'la tlu bronretla (That would be wonderful..) " *She pointed to the tankards that had held their drinks* " Lu'oh xun Usstan joros 'Shlu'ta usstan inbau mead? (How do I ask ' Can i get mead?' )" *She showed eagerness to learn as fast as possible, She ran her finger down the handle of her tankard, She looked to Ourania's nails but the mention of a salon made her eyes light up and she was giddy* "Natha salon!!! Saph natha lauske lu'edrun lu'facial ( a salon!!! Like a hair and nails and facial?!!!) *She sighed and hugged herself in excitement.* "Amadaster... Jal nindel uri'shoelt... Usstan zhaun usstan ssrig'luin ulu nimleva jhal usstan tlun loff'ta... Usstan tha dos lu'dos inbal tlus ji shanxxizz... Ji mzil e'muten wun uss tangi.. (Despite... All that happened... I know i need to grieve but i am happy... I met you and you have been so helpful... So many emotions in one day..)"
Harry
"Ji lu'oh ulu telanth nindel zhah saph nindol..." __(So how to say that is like this...)__ *She'd begin, trying to explain to her how Common sounded, teaching her the words she'll likely need to use most.*

"Dos zhal'la inbau fol v'dri p'luin nindol, Usstan dryss'ho do'rn tlu v'drin mzilst d'l'huthin tangi belbaunin vel'bol dos'in alus areion..." __(You should get some sleep after this, I gather you'll be sleeping most of the next day given what you've gone through...)__ *She'd remark, finishing off her mead and soon her own meal. Even she was thinking about turning in the night herself, it had been an eventful day to be sure.*
Beverly
*She looked to Ourania and a sadness began to seep in, it started by her fingers and toes feeling cold. She knew the dream was over and it was time to face her feelings and everything that happened. Learning from her what she could she absorbed it* "Yes... I...Think time is now?" *She added the question and was doing her best to use the words she learned from listening and doing her best to learn. She sighed as she nod and slowly stood up, She held the key in her hand looking at it* "Thank You Ourania" *She sounded like a child speaking the common tongue but she was new to it.* " I... Will words... Hmn .. Ajak nindol fondly lu'ruebuss dos wun l'ulin ( remember this fondly and owe you in the future )" *She smiled apologetically as she ended up having to resort to her own Drow words. She bowed low showing gratitude as she took Ourania's hand and held it a moment, then let it go and walked toward the steps. She paused looking at them but knew it was time to grieve and face all of the day's events.* 

*Walking up the steps felt heavy, slow and like time was dragging her back down. She pushed through and made it to the top of the Tavern. She walked down the hall to the third room where she unlocked it and opened the door. Looking in she saw how cold it was, How the room was not lit up, how the moon shown through the window, the small bed, compaired to her huge bed back home. Stepping in she shut the door and locked it then propped a chair up on the door. She blinked and her vision blurred as tears fell to the wood chair, Standing she pushed them away with enough time to make it to the bed before she held the pillow to her face and cried.* ``alone...`` *She cried harder feeling the heaviness of everything on her. How Avalor had pushed her there, the vision coming back as he stopped the guards but they didn't hurt him.* ``he ...Was part of this all... He... He betrayed me...`` *She cried till her voice broke and the tears just fell, eventually falling asleep.* <