<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSf7TRRwO-59oGe6X0W_KMWposlUtmPi_Rp0Q&amp;usqp=CAU) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em> Cassandra (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15729356#msg15729356)</em><br/><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>  Pictured<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong> bar<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> open<br/></em><hr/><br/>Cassandra was.... Bored. Not entirely an uncommon state for the blonde, old as she was. Self entertaining was definitely a skill she posessed, in ways most people couldn't conceive of. But there was only so many days you could walk around the grounds, through the woods, or stare blankly at the walls before memories started overwhelming reality.<br/><br/>Some days the inn bustled with life, people, beings, conversation and laughter... And sometimes the tide went out and left the shore drying out in the sun. Cassandra had, well, been drinking a little bit too much, thinking about wandering deep into the woods just to find someone different.... She was bored. That girl who smelled like sunshine was interesting, but they had never managed to be in the same place at the same time. Hopefully the next few days would bring someone to talk to.