<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/01/Purple_geisha.jpg)</div><strong>Ebere</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Refugee Camp outside Kamthahar<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Wei and Band, Mysterious Stranger, Ayala<br/><hr/>"My lord," another curtsy from Ebere at a sign from Ayala that she should speak for herself, "I am learned in the ways of letters and languages, the various forms of courtly entertainment, and the midwife's trade." Another sign from Ayala and she continued, "I also have some small knowledge of various poisons, and the means of defending myself." She gave a cheeky look at the sorceress, "I have also been extensively trained in the way of the courtesan, which my lady is<em>very</em>cruel in not employing as often as possib-"<br/><br/>"Enough," the sorceress said, remaining composed even as a bit of color came to her cheeks, and Ebere returned to her place, smiling.<br/><br/>"To master the people and power of that place is yours by right, as the the victors of the ancient war," she said as an aside to the mysterious stranger, "to exercise that right is no vice, if it is used wisely and well."<br/><br/>"It wasn't with this one," Ayala said, indicating the book, "to get to the interesting parts you need to wade through a<em>terrifying</em>amount bragging and smut. There are only so many thirty-neomah 'festivities' that I can rea-"<br/><br/>"Ooh, mistress," Ebere said, suddenly attentive to the tome, "it is possible you may have mistranslated. Might I see it, to perhaps offer correction?" Ayala only scowled, not fooled in the least.