<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4QQ9cdd.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Süna Lightwater</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884636#msg15884636)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Blood Elf | Outlaw Rogue<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Somewhere near a small river to the North of the Cypress tree | Evening | W1D2-Castalin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Yukon<br/><br/><hr/>They walked and Süna wasn't long shivering. The big man took off his furry coat and wrapped it around her. It was a nice gesture, far from the fine linen and soft velvet of her home but it had a pleasant warmth to it despite the smell of fermented hops and barley. She grinned and chuckled internally at the smell, it was the smell of victory. Yukon offered her another cup which she accepted before he began to tell her his tale.<br/><br/>Süna's long eyebrows raised as Yukon told her of the bathhouse, the pleasures offered there, and the cost involved. This time she did chuckle as he pronounced that there was a perfectly good river to bath in. She was perfectly content to chuckle and drink her alcohol as he told his story.<br/><br/>Süna said,<strong>"You've been here for five years?"</strong>She reached up and scratched at the side of her nose as she looked around the farm fields.<strong>"So you must know this place well. I've only just arrived. Maybe you can help me out and show me how to make a few coin. I'm all out and have no place to rest tonight."</strong>Shrugging her slender shoulders inside his massively oversized coat.<strong>"Do you really want to know about my people?"</strong>She kicked a rock herself.<strong>"We live in a little valley where a gleaming city once thrived but there are few of us there now and only the remnants of the once great spires. Mostly my family and others farm and weave. It's a very simple life like these folks. But the valley is lush and green, although the river that runs through it has pink sand and sometimes the river runs red. Like blood, so they call our people Blood Elves. Some say our story is much older but what do I know. I'm just a dumb kid."</strong>She half joked and laughed.<strong>"Or at least that's what people told me. Even long after all the men folk started noticing me. Anyways, I had enough of that and I wanted to see everything so here I am. Out exploring and sharing a drink with a man from the far East."</strong>She raised her cup to that and finished off the brew with a grimace and another chuckle. She bumped her shoulder into him playfully.<strong>"Tell me more, Yukon. Anything..." </strong>She gave him another playful shove.<strong>"Why have you stayed her for years?"</strong><br/><br/>The alcohol was certainly strong and Süna felt herself wobble a little in her step each time she had shoved at the big stocky man.<br/>