I'm very familiar with the history, ❰ adalia corrects, picking up another sack to fold, to keep her hands busy and her eyes off of the man next to her. she isn't really accustomed to talking about herself — or to anyone caring to ask — and the discomfort that comes with any new situation can look like the discomfort of a liar, if she's not careful. better to have a reason to be fidgety and not looking him in the eye than look like she's lying. ❱

I think I'm a half-elf. I can't know for certain, being as I've never met my parents, but I'm certainly not fully human, and the elven monks in Candlekeep don't claim me as an elf, either, so.

❰ she shrugs, like it doesn't bother her at all that she doesn't know what she is, having no community or past is fine, she has better things to worry about than where she came from. ❱

Candlekeep is a library. The library, really. Many of the monks there are elven, and they would tell me about their people if I asked. I could read history books to learn about the rest.