"Yes... The boy said someone would be coming." She sighed, wearily, before casting her eyes up to the heavens and tutting. "Terrible... Jacob will -not- be pleased, his plants get watered enough without the assistance of the gods. Anyway... Come in, come in. Lord Felix will see you." Her hand waved, ushering Janica forward into the dry hall.<br/><br/>A large staircase swept up toward a landing, carpeted and luxurious. There were doors to either side, too, but it was down a corridor along one side of the stairs that she was lead. Once they got to the doors - a large, wooden set of double doors that looked quite grand in themselves! - the woman turned toward Janica with a motherly disproving shake of her head.<br/><br/>"No no, come here..." Her hands moved toward Janica's hair, pulling it to one side and doing her best under difficult circumstances to neaten her. "You look a right mess, honestly! At least -try- to be proper, won't you dear?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>