<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/CorinneLorimer.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Corinne Lorimer (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1945676)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Dockside<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Stout frock<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Changing, planning<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Corinne pursed her lips at Zoe's growing eagerness. If Doctor Rehner was associated with the institution, then Corinne wished to be fully prepared. To forge ahead to the asylum at only half strength would be like forging ahead half-naked. Speaking of which...<br/><br/>Corinne slipped behind the makeshift curtain, and slid out of her worn robe. She sighed with palpable relief as she pulled on her new clothes. They were simple and pragmatic, but this suited Corinne just fine. Silk and lace were for pleasure cruises.<br/><br/>"I still urge caution," she said. "Between the mysterious cargo bound for the asylum and Doctor Rehner's witchery, I believe the asylum may be dangerous. If that is the case, and our friends require our help, we must be prepared to help them. I, for one, would like to prepare some defences against enchantments."<br/><br/>Giving her new clothes one last tug to straighten them, she stepped out from behind the curtain, and approached Zoe once more. She placed a hand on Zoe's cheek, and gave her an adoring look. "I can't stop you from going to the asylum immediately," Corinne said, brushing a thumb along Zoe's cheek. "I want to find them too. But I would feel terrible if anything happened to you."