Elder Scrolls Breton Novels & Stories

Her eyes turn to a light blue and look like they are practically glowing. “Ou se yon mèt posyon? [You are a potion master?]” Her French accent changes to something more twangy and guttural as she looks at Estelle in awe. “Li santi w tankou w ap vante. [It feels like you’re spellbound.]” “You speak Creole like my grandmother.” Estelle gives her a warm smile. “I don’t speak it though, sorry.” “Y-you can’t practice at all?” Delilah switches back to English and looks at Estelle, concerned.