Fuzzy: Iomedae's House (Tusk Central District)
Looking at Domitius a little more closely, she realized that, as her herself, he was a mix of human and elven ancestry, albeit favoring the human side more.
"I much appreciate the courtesy, but you can drop the 'Lady' bit from my name. I'm not Lady of a whole lot more than my room back home, my steed, and my possessions. Yes...most are not so familiar with my patron. Unless they happen to have studied Azlanti history, rather deeply. Acavna was...is a goddess of the moon, as well as defensive battles, and a protectoress of those in need. She made a great sacrifice to protect this world, and some scholars would say she is dead." Alisa shrugged. "Does an immortal truly die? My mother's people, who dwell in the Mordant Spire, can hear her whispers. I've never been to the Spire, but I hear them too."
She smiled, "Makes me sound nutty? I would not argue! But," she touched her holy symbol, "it is to her I pray, and I gain what others gain from their living gods."
"Did you grow up in Iomedae's religion, or come to the faith later in life?" she asked Domitius.