<strong>Wildfire</strong><br/><br/>"Yes, wine and some pastries, please," taking a cushy chair next to the small girl.  Sure, as a druid she appreciated cool, clean water, but she lives on that, roast, stew, and wild plants every day.  She could still appreciate some luxury while she's here.<br/><br/>"You can call me Wildfire.  Just one of those names you pick up..." she barely explains.  "It's a pleasure, Nialyssa," as she sinks into the softness, smiling quietly to herself.