<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/689220636480110605/1018905756562636900/pally_lady_2.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ionli (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345576.msg16288973#msg16288973)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Aasimar<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Cleric<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/>Ionli was too shaken by her recent experience to care where the drink came from, taking a deep pull from the warm, sweet liquid and leaving a frothy mustache on her upper lip that was swiftly wiped away as she sighed out a breath.  The sweetness helped clear her head a bit, and she wouldn't mind something for a headache if she were to be perfectly honest.<br/><br/>"Sorry, I didn't mean to cause a scene," she said to Thistle and Josephine, giving them a wavering, but genuine, smile of gratitude for their concern.  "One of the downsides of being what I am is the fact I sometimes have... flashbacks."  She didn't want to bother them with the full details, but hiding too much would only worry them more, causing her to let out a second, more weary, sigh.  "Those languages you," this directed to Josephine, "and the others were speaking are why it happened, despite the fact I didn't understand a word of what you said to each other."  She grimaced.  "That brought a memory to the surface and now my head hurts."