<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>The docks<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Leather armor and boots beneath heavy winter cloak of white furs<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Searching for a story<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Faelyn was glad to see the immediate purchasing and distribution of more proper supplies to the group by the seemingly quite sensible brunette calling herself Aloisa.  The young woman proved even more interesting as she continued on attempting to pique her interest further in elvish.  Her speech lacked fluidity, however it was quite an endearing attempt at the language.  Smirking herself she answered, "I have no intention on leaving you alone just yet.  You are the best lead I've found for who or what is disturbing the balance of the natural world."  With a wink she added in elvish "<I am quite interested in helping you master my tongue.>"<br/><br/>Before she knew it, Faelyn was being bombarded with questions of exactly what she had seen.  "It was dark.  I was awoken by the sound of wolves on the hunt."  She began, trying to assure her as best she could.  "All I saw from afar was a wagon heading toward the asylum being harried by wolves.  I followed at a distance and did not find signs of blood, but that is all I can tell you for certain.  I am not welcome inside the asylum.  They worry I would startle the patients."