<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VoMy9La.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Allie<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Half-elf country girl troublemaker<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Country roads, trying to take someone home to the place they belong.  Mid-day.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/>Reading the land, Allie can see how a stream -might- be ahead, but the homes in this area must have gone to great lengths to change the landscape and flow of water... possibly to keep their fields better for crops... and thus perhaps modified the natural layout of the waterflow.  Still, water must lie ahead, if the gentle slope of the land is any indication.<br/><br/>"Often?" she responds to his first question, not making it immediately clear if she means the spiritual influence, the appearance of unseelie fae, or the copulation of humans and elves.  "Well, who's to say why anyone does what they do, really?  Some think it's fate, others corruption of evil spirits or something."  She shrugs.  "Just seems natural to me."  She chuckles lightly.<br/><br/>She listens to his brief recollection of time with the Legion, and her eyes widen a bit.  "So... you've seen many lands, then.  How remarkable..."  she shakes her head, looking slightly mystified at the idea.  "The ocean is said to -change- a person who sees it, to be so big.  It must have been remarkable."  For a moment she seems a tad jealous, hesitating her steps for the briefest moment of disbelief... but that shifts to admiration rather quickly and she goes from slightly agape to stepping quicker, so as not to miss a thing he might say.  "So you must be a real adventurer, then.  You've seen places and battles... that's what you mean by work, I assume."