Private Tales Out for a Drink

A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
She smiled at him in a caring, gentle manner, "Yes of course, I can escort you out of here. Just... please be safe, okay?"

Virdalia helped collect his things and fell into step behind him as they made their way out of the healer's area. The Iskandar guards trailed behind, and despite their presence, she couldn't shake the feeling of the skin on the back of her neck prickling with tension as they traversed the city.

They made light conversation along the way, and soon they reached the city gates. With a soft hug she said, "Ispir, please don't be stranger. Much has happened between us, and I fear we may be caught in forces we do not yet understand. Keep in touch during your travels, and I will do the same. Include your next stop in your letters so I can ensure it reaches you. Tell me of anything and everything, no detail is too small. I am going to begin my own queries here and I'll keep you apprised. I am truly glad I was able to help you, for the world is brighter with your talent in it. Take care, my friend."

She watched him disappear into the distance until his silhouette was no longer visible, then turned back towards the city. She was determined to uncover the truth behind these events, and her place within them.

Ispir Sione


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