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A halfling clad in blue robes stands motionless at the window, gazing out at the sunrise over the mountains in silence. This, she thinks to herself. This is why I had to leave Rahadoum — to learn first-hand, to see first-hand. To live as Nethys intends.
She is startled at the voice of Amara Li, whirling about wide-eyed at her words. She recovers quickly, however, and nods. Greetings and salutations! she says cheerily, turning to her companions. I am Enora, studier of the arcane arts.