<span style="color: Sienna">"I haven't, this is the furthest I've ever been from Night Elven lands. And the only few I spoke to were mages with holier-than-thou attitudes demanding an audience with some Warden who had been missing for years. Out of no where the Warden just showed up, a few days later some renegade Highborne mage started appearing around town, not causing any trouble, well, the wives of bar patrons hated her if you catch my drift but nothing ever illegal. Here's the kicker, the mage? She killed herself almost thirty years before, some crazy Arcane explosion killed her but left her house untouched aside from the gore. The place was razed after they couldn't get the stains out or sell it and she buried down on one of the branches of the city for some reason."</span>She laughed a bit and shook her head.<span style="color: Sienna">"I don't know why I felt like telling the story, but I'm glad I did. Maybe it's just because I'm finally starting to enjoy having my memories back." </span>Kitori nodded a bit and out a barely audible sigh, but whether or not it was disappointment or relief was impossible to tell without actually facing her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>