<div class="floatleft">(http://img1.goodfon.su/wallpaper/big/3/22/girl-dark-hair-cold-eyes.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Arlaine of Vengerberg<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Kaer Morhen - Courtyard<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Conor, Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Her outfit (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/af/af/42/afaf42e75ba9b90a586113449713a8f2.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Arlaine sat on the edge of the wall at Khaer Morhen, bored out of her mind as there'd not been much to do this morning. She'd gotten back just yesterday from her latest assignment herself and was still feeling the need to rest but also felt that restless moment where she wanted something to do, anything to do! Hearing the horse as it approached, she lifted her head, pushing back her black hair which had fallen into her face, out of it and spotted Conor as he entered the gates of Kaer Morhen. A smile rose to her lips as she got up off the ledge of the wall and made her way over to him.<br/><br/>"Conor." She said as she gave him a brief embrace. "Welcome back." Conor, well he was special to Arlaine in many ways, though she'd not admitted this to anyone including him. So often, she would glance at him when he was home, steal those little looks that when he caught her looking, would send her heart hammering against her chest. Conor had started out under their care as a child, not that she had been much older than he was, truthfully she had come in later in his training. They'd been more of the friendly mentor/witcher at the time, but once he grew into the man he was now, she'd noticed a lot more of him.<br/><br/>Truth be told, she felt a lot for Conor though she didn't ever admit it to herself. "How was your trip this time?" She asked him as she looked up at him, had he gotten taller again?<br/><br/>The Sorceress's lodge was her home, it was where her friends were, even her enemies, if you could call them enemies. More like rivalries than enemies to be truthful. Her friend Deirdre, always the bright ray of sunshine, her good friend Elias always up for her help at Gwent, which she had to admit she was pretty damn good at. Lucrezia, she was like the big sister that Arlaine never had, the one she always looked up to and followed without fail. Then you had Iska, Iska was okay for the most part but ever since that night where she'd approached Arlaine quite lewdly and tried to get her into bed with her, well...it was just uncomfortable to be around Iska.<br/><br/>Bella though, Bella was the bane of her existence truth be told, after catching Bella in bed with one of Arlaine's lovers, it had just escalated from there. Though if they needed each other in a fight, you wouldn't be able to catch Bella and Arlaine within a short distance of each other if they could help it. Not that she held it agianst anyone else to be Bella's friend, she just couldn't stand the woman.