<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>Day Dreaming<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Danae, The party<br/><hr/><br/>As the reading began, Faelyn waited with baited breath to learn what was to come.  It was dreams of what may come that had driven her so far from home and had ultimately led her to this moment.  Her eyes traced slowly from one card to the next, and widened as though in disbelief as the Mists card was flipped.  This confirmed to her what she had already told herself.  If she could stop the world of her dreams, this was where she must be.  They could not fail now.<br/><br/>Lost in thought for a long moment, when Danae rose from her chair, thrusting her own hand up with it she quickly looked around trying to regain her composure read the room for what she had missed just in time to hear a comment about being bloody-handed, and her thoughts went back to earlier that day and the arrow missing from her quiver.  "The treatment rooms sound well enough to me.   I do not know what all happens here, but I have seen more than enough to lie low and allow this to go on.  Foul deeds are afoot."