<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c0/94/c1/c094c1241eeca14cf26cb640ed1adc46.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Faelyn Mythrandir (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=307047.msg15150856#msg15150856)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Second floor<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Leather armor and Winter furs<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Reassuring the team<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>The party<br/><hr/><br/>Caught behind the rest of the crew as they made tier way slowly up the stairs, Faelyn had little option but to take in the decorations around the area growing more uncomfortable as they went, particularly with the conversation going about around her, however this was taking far too long for her liking.<br/><br/>"Meddling with matters of the mind is a messy affair.  It can bend and twist on it's own and snap back, but it needs time and help to be truly broken.  That's why we should make haste before we too are deemed in need of fixing."