<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c4/a2/eb/c4a2eb3622a5fd5f4149b8e094a22fa3.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Danae Vine-Lott (https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/13428552/mqOlTT)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - interior<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Asylum clothing<br/><strong>Content: </strong>An audience with the Doctor<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Dr Heinfroth, Open<br/><br/>Danae's ears perked at the mention of witchcraft.  Heinfroth's demeanour was unsettling enough, not least because she seemed to preside over the inmates as though she were an ascended presence - a queen, or a goddess, even.<br/><br/>"Witchcraft?" Danae repeated.  She had taken a chair at the table, though she was far too tense to lean back in it.  "What of it? Are you saying there was some taint...some pollution on the<em>Charlotte</em>?"<br/><br/>When Heinfroth mentioned running water, she could hear the faintest echo of something flowing (or scurrying?) through the walls.  Perhaps it was mere suggestion, but it did nothing to relieve her agitation.  She did not know how it was that such luxuries could have been imported and successfully installed in this remote outpost.  "Forgive my ignorance, Doctor.  I am not a woman of science.  I would gladly hear what it is you do to relieve the poor souls in your care.  I have a duty, you will understand, to the survivors of the<em>Charlotte</em>.  As an officer, I see this women as in my care, as you no doubt think it your calling to tend to them."  There was something in Heinfroth's appearance that seemed a little<em>too</em>wholesome, tempting even - built for sin.  Danae's curious eye wandered, gauging her host's reactions.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception Check to get a read on Heinfroth</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2020-02-14 07:29:50, MdG (uid: 41210) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144233)</div></div>