<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c4/a2/eb/c4a2eb3622a5fd5f4149b8e094a22fa3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Danae Vine-Lott (https://ddb.ac/characters/13428552/TAFm5K)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - upper floor<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Asylum clothing<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Moving upstairs<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>The Party<br/><br/>Taking her leave, Danae had a foreboding sense that this would not be the last she saw of Doctor Noire.  "Upstairs, it is, then.  If our time is limited, we should not delay."<br/><br/>To Faelyn, she said, "You are right, Madame, there is nothing but madness cloaked in enigmas here.  I am grateful for your assistance in liberating our fellow-passengers.  Once we have found them, we shall leave this place, never to return."<br/><br/>She went up to the stairwell, pondered for a moment, and asked Corinne, "Do you think it plausible that the storm that sank the<em>Charlotte</em>was the product of sorcery?  Or was it merely a summer squall, which caught her captain unaware?"<br/><br/>There would be time for conjecture later.  For now, an unseen force fuelled by fear and curiosity drew her to the unknown upstairs.