China Doll was at the bar/ open view kitchen cooking up things to eat. There was a flame in her hand and a pan being held over it by the other as sevrale pots on the stofes siszzled and boiled. The air was filed with dalishes aromas.<br/><br/>========<br/><br/>The book he grabed was not a spell book but it was magic. each page had a moving pictcher of a planet and wards in a strange script.