A few days ago, Ykril finally woke up from his coma. Unfortunately, he seemed to have lost his memory and couldn't even remember me. Over the last few days, I often sat crying next to his bed while he slept and wondered why we were being punished like this.\nThe responsible priestess said that a so-called retrograde amnesia, whatever that is, was to be expected with his head injuries and tried to reassure me that she was sure it was only temporary. But she couldn't explain why he had forgotten almost two years.\nShe also assured me that I could...
As I sat by my bed spooning the hot milk soup with cinnamon that this beautiful Drow prepared for me and introduced herself to me as Naldela when I woke up, I watched her as she seemed to be arguing with another Drow, a very muscular one, and wondered what was going on. I wished I had learned the Drow language. Then I could listen and understand them. Only a 'No, I will not leave him' from Naldela was possible for me to translate, but otherwise I could only tell by the wild gesticulation that they were in disagreement. I wonder if they were sisters. They already looked very similar, and they also argued with each other, rather like me and Sunih did.
As I sat by my bed spooning the hot milk soup with cinnamon that this beautiful Drow prepared for me and introduced herself to me as Naldela when I woke up, I watched her as she seemed to be arguing with another Drow, a very muscular one, and wondered what was going on. I wished I had learned the Drow language. Then I could listen and understand them. Only a ‘No, I will not leave him’ from Naldela was possible for me to translate, but otherwise I could only tell by the wild gesticulation that they were in disagreement. I…
Almost 2 months had passed, but Ykril was still in this lifeless state. The Eilistraeen in the temple gave us shelter, food, and work for the meantime. While Miara maintained the temple’s gardens and Sanise, as a bard in the tavern, entertained the Drow with her jittery ways and music, I assisted in the local tailoring shop, taking care of the priests’ robes and the mages’ robes. To my surprise, they were very impressed by my work, so they offered me a permanent position. But because I would rather not make the decision without Ykril, I was not ready to…
Naldela: “I’ve only been seeing both for barely 2 years, but I love the sunset. The time when usually a stressful day ends and peace returns to the streets.”
Ykril: “I love it at sunrise to be woken up by my sweetheart in a very special way, but most of all, I love to watch the sunset together with her. Because as soon as the last sunbeam has disappeared behind the horizon, you can feel that the darkness is her strength.”