The elf plopped down onto the bed next to the eidolon, and gave a slight shrug, as Cedrik too a chair opposite them. "Not much to say, really," she said, sampling her wine. "Mother wanted me to go into craftwork, father wanted me to go into politics, I told them both to get bent, and went and became an adventurer," she said, with a cocky grin. "See the sights, sample the locals," she said, adding a wink towards Cedrik at that, "And make way more money in a year than I would in  a decade following their paths."