<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Inathall.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Inathall Emberthorn</span></strong><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Oracle</span><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=307618.msg15028448#msg15028448">Quote from: GreenFlame on 18-08-2019, 18:13:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh hi you two. I hope I'm not interuptting anything. Ember is throwing a little ladies night, would you like to join us Inathall?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I would entertain the notion, but I would like to know more about what this 'ladies' night' entails.  I'm afraid being an Oracle doesn't always easily lend oneself to entertainment pursuits, though I know enough history that I can tell a good story..."  She slowly stood, her legs complaining as she did.  She knew that, in time, while her legs would still ache, they would grow strong in other ways, but she was simply not there yet.