The Whiskey Stop [ Z'ra and Brian]

" oh I'm not super long lived. I just a teen who got lucky and bought the right thing at the right time. Nothing shady " she waves the idea away.

" what more is there to tell " she will ask

" when I was just double digits i was sold to a wizard becausemy folks just couldn't afford the thirteen of us. After some studies and hard bloody work I earned myself back. Now don't get me wrong, I wasn't a slave, but I was in debt, and until I was able to get him his money I wasn't going anywhere. So I made a spell work for him that he had spent years working on. He wasn't even close. I mean looking totally in the wrong way. So that's how I learned my magic. " she tapps the pink floral and coral print cover book in her pocket.

" after all this i was without a place to stay. Now I could have stayed with him, and he did offer more than once. Saying how I, time I could inharit his tower, lands and students. I did think about it too. However i heard a young knight one night in a bar after a competition, talking about how a thing earned is better than a thing given. This made up my mind. " she will wipe the table from a speck of invisible dust. A faint smile on her face.

I quick shake of her head and she returns to the story " just days later a caravan comes from no place, on it's way to help someplace recover from this massive battle. So I threw my trunk and chest in the back of a wagon and joined them. " she will pause again remembering. " this spawned a new set of training. Now I had a bit of a leg up here, but not much. My father was a carpenter and woodworker. So I had meny memories of watching him. Sp if I wanted to go with them I had to have a skill. So I learned from there carpenters to be one myself. " she sets for a second and drinks from her cup of tea.

" of I wanted a bed I had to make it. If u want a trunk to hold the tools, I had to make it. If I wanted to go I had to learn. And my magic was all but useless. So I learned. I still have the bed in a trunk too [this is a bit of reality here, I really made a bed that breaks down into a standing foot locker size chest for camping]. I traveled with them until I got here. I helped meny people with there homes, wear houses, shops. Whatever they needed. Would i call myself a carpenter, no but others do. " she takes another drink of tea....