Emberflame Ridge and martinis in my bones

bhediya did not take offense to xizur's one-worded replies. she figured that if he was disinterested in their conversation, he would have long since excused himself. turning back in the direction of the emberwood, she thought for a moment — uh... — before telling him, one of them, yeah.

it felt strange to dissociate herself from the emberwood, but it was a necessary evil. i've been helping run it for a while, she explained, shifting to adjust her stance, but i'm starting something new, in the mountains.