And here's mine. Only a few tweaks from the last I sent you, Sansuki.<br/><br/>In terms of background, it's scanty for now:<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">For as long as any of the short-lived species in Kajaani can remember, a shadowy figure lurked beyond the edges of civilization, beyond farms and cleared lands, in the murky darkness of the deeper forest. The elf witch was something of a bogeyman - a tale used to scare children, her home as unapproachable as a haunt - and yet she was quite real. She'd come into town during festivals and feastdays, peddling her strange jewelry, offering healing for a few coins, and generally not hexing or cooking or threatening anyone who didn't deserve it. (Well, there -did- seem to be the disappearance of a gnome or two coinciding with each of her visits, but who really misses a gnome?) Though she could be charming, her appearance was off-putting: beneath the layers of her deeply-hooded, voluminous black robes she appeared to wear nothing but sandals and black paint. Flashes of her skin showed it to be a pale blue-gray, hinting perhaps at a drowish heritage. She avoided the light and bright places, making her appearances mostly in the evenings. With the upper half of her face painted completely black (she used the shape of her fingers to create a feathered affect down her cheeks and onto her shoulders), even her dark blue eyes seemed to leap out beneath the cowl, and the sparkle of silvery starflecks transfixed the unwary. Every she went, her raven went too, remaining on her shoulder, conversing with her in elvish, joking and bickering with her as though they were siblings.<br/><br/>Albali was not the most likely of heroes to answer Sir Moss' call for adventurers - she'd rarely seemed to take interest in the affairs of Kajaani, beside trading her services for coin - but she was there all the same, stubbornly intent on participating.</div></div></div>