Dragoncrest Cliffs look what you've done

deirdre so enjoyed to hear others say the name of her own natal lands! even when they could not pronounce it so well as one borne to it, hearing the tongue of another play at its syllables was like listening to the most beautiful of songs sang in a way she did not yet know, but loved all the same!

the others appreciation was met with a genuine smile, and as the other apologized deirdre blinked worriedly. she had seen the other do no wrong before her eyes, and so she wondered what ever was the matter. the stranger provided clarification swiftly, and she could not help the small laugh that seemed to bubble forth from her lips. there is nothing to forgive! deirdre breathed, hoping to alleviate the worry of the other as she introduced herself. muses. it was a lovely name, unique to deirdre who had not heard such a name before.

you owe me no debt--i am sure you would share with me the same knowledge, were you to have known it, deirdre hummed, and these words she truly believed! she shared much the same worldview as muses herself held, naive, perhaps, to think this of others. i am deirdre stella mayfair, she introduced at last, and then, she breathed with wonder, what do you seek to gain from these travels? what do you search for? after speaking the words, she was bashful for a moment. i do not mean to pry! i only wonder... i have lived within donnelaith all of my life, and this, she would not change for the world. you need not answer my questions, she clarified, her ears falling flat upon her head during her moment of uncertainty. they were quick to prick upward, though, hopeful to hear of the others story.