#morilia

'Empires rise and fall, little princeling. The Ayleids believed they were in their golden age when they fell, and your infantile Empire will be no different. It is only a question of when.'

'Well? What do you think about Noryariel's work?' 'Eiki thinks two things. First of all, stunning; secondly, Noryariel has learnt a lot about Mistrali silks since coming to the Roost.'

'I've seen a few on my travels, even held one. I think they're adorable.'

'Was it really worth Noryariel grabbing this one's tail and pinning fabric over Eiki's fur?' 'Of course it was. Now we both look absolutely dashing.'

'The little one is right, walker. Almost every young Khenarthi Khajiit has climbed the Windcatcher, and the world truly melts away while one sits in its canopy.'

'This one has seen her. She visits the market in Mistral every Fredas and always she buys something different.'

'Nibenean merchants have such meticulous bookkeeping. No item unaccounted for, no transaction undocumented.'

'We sometimes receive letters from a certain Bastiella. We do not have her name in our graduate records, but she offers insights now and then on the study of restoration. At first, the faculty wanted to ignore her suggestions. But on a whim, one of the members of the Council of Healers made an inquiry into her claims and found due cause to review more than a few texts that we previously used for instruction on curing poison. Even better, the existing spell could be modified to cure paralysis. Now when we occasionally receive Bastiella's notes, we turn them over to the Council to investigate.'