<div align="center"><strong>Phaerbryn</strong></div><br/>"Bryn," her voice came out strangled. She cleared her throat and tried again. "Phaerbryn. Gowan. That's my name. But you can just call me Bryn." She took in a deep breath and looked around her. "How are you reacting so calm? Well, I guess when you live with magic every day of your life, seeing something appear i front of your face from another world probably isn't such a shocker, huh?" Bryn's expression was dry and resigned. She looked toward the purple woman at which Tiagar gestured.<br/><br/>"I don't actually have a home around here. Nowhere even close. I was on my way home and merely passing through this town. I do have some money, though. Maybe I can get a hotel room for the night."<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Viviana</strong></div><br/>Viviana walked over to the elf and human, her ever racing mind overflowing with questions to ask them.<br/><br/>"If you both wish to accompany me, we could return to the palace. My father will most definitely allow you to stay in return for answering whatever questions he may have. He is probably getting pretty worried about me anyway, as I'm sure he's been informed of this transformation by now." Her deep cerulean eyes widened exasperatedly before she could stop herself.