[RPG] [FEI] [ETH] Long Days to Long Nights

[Kimberly Amthor]

Riamh returns from another productive session at the academy. She appears 
worn, tired, weary, unlike any day previously. "Has anything come in?" she 
inquires once inside the abode.

"Nothing," the scribe reports.

Something that resembled hope then melted from Riamh's face. Disappointment 
and confusion remained. "Pity, that. They hope to use this skill, yet they 
do not sponsor it." She sighs, climbing the stairs towards her bedchamber, 
adding in a softer tone. "...at least refusal comes with all the more ease, 
if all formal training is paid from my own purse."

Thoughts progress, 'At least the fire will be warm...the food will be 
hot...at least the bed will be soft...even with no one to share it.'

She stops at the door, one palm resting against it, the other on the handle. 
An afterthought. Turning her head, she looks over the bannister to the 
scribe below. "Write to my family in Maapan. I'll not cease training due to 
lack of funds..."

The scribe furrows his brow and nods.

Riamh retreats to her bedchamber...