One of my Skills is Plebeian Language and I am very proficient at it..
Worship of Vorander
I found my way to the temple of Vorander. I knelt and prayed silently, thinking about the experiences I've had over the last few years. I hope I have shown my devotion to Vorander through my actions, and I have faith that if I had, I will gain favors from my God.
It was confirmed upon meh, Catherine the Scholar, that I am now an expert in Dwarven Language.
Breath of life comes to Catherine the Scholar. How can mine crimes leave me with my 6th death to carry me downward amazed in this hallucination? It is mine lack of object in mind.
I am considered the master of the Invoke Skill.
Catherine the Scholar is raised. Mine blemishes hath doomed me for the 7th time all because of my amazed past in this wishful thinking. I need to changeth mine object in mind.
I, Catherine am proficient in the Skill known as Riding.
No one shall lay low Catherine the Scholar. It may be the 8th time, but I shall conquer this reality of tears even if it be the one hundredth time!