<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>Along for the ride<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>The news coming forth from the rest of the group was disconcerting to say the least, and while the information was spotty at best, at least it gave her a chance to understand just what they actually hoped to accomplish here.  "I can handle keeping quiet and letting you all take lead on this one then."  She said as the cart pulled them along towards the gates.<br/><br/>Watching as they were let through the gates and led through the grounds to a very unsettling sterile interior.  "I don't like the look of this place at all..."  She whispered aloud to the group, pulling her head as far into her good as she could.