<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVOh4uv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aloisa Kriechjagd<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - Dining hall<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Basic clothing.<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Polite conversation<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>the doctor, corinne, and Faelyn<br/><hr/><br/>Aloisa bowed her head respectfully to the Doctor as she excused herself, looking to the table again before quickly snatching up an assortment of food, assembling one last thing to eat and some squirreled away to her pouch for when hunger over took her again earlier, sure she still had the rations, but would rather save them for when there was need, especially when there was much ready on the table.<br/><br/>She followed the others as they headed back to their room, carefully observing the halls for landmarks, speaking up when talk turned to the mist, moving up to mqtch pace with them and speaking in a soft tone so her voice didnt carry past them, occasionally looking to the windows as if their talk might summon it... "You should be careful in that study... There is something sinister about The Mists, and not just the things that lurk inside it.. I've seen it, its... like it empowers the dark things that lurk inside, making them powerful and bold. We have had other guards who had to retire... They had night watch, and even from the safety of stone WatchBoxes its like the swirl and twists it makes without regard to wind and breeze drove them mad... Others were found sealed inside.. the life choked from them as if an ogre reached in past their ribs and crushed their lungs..."