<div class="floatleft">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/D43-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Panthea Salvai (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132468.msg5889710#msg5889710)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sage House 205<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Micshe Variel<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Panthea nodded with pause, a bow of her head in respect. "Thank you, Master Sage Micshe. Please don't hesitate to wake me if I'm needed. For now, I will retire to my room."<br/><br/>Panthea turned on her heel, straightened her back and held her head high. With such accustomed grace and dignity did she leave the room. She found her way back to her room and dumped her bag on her bed. She'd never been so relieved to see a particular piece of furniture in all her life!<br/><br/>She reached behind her back and tugged on the zipper of her dress. She let it fall to the floor in a pool and breathed a sigh of relief that the heaviness had been alleviated. Wearing nothing but a simple white slip, she stepped out of the dress and hung it in the chest. The rest of her clothes would have to wait. Reaching to her head, she unclasped the clips and let her long hair flow down her back. Looking longingly at the bed, she sighed before exiting the room.<br/><br/>Down the hall again, she found the Bathe. Without hesitation, she stripped herself of her white slip and stepped into the Bathe. She washed the dirt that had begun caking itself in unnoticeable places and paid special attention to her feet. The once delicate skin was now blistered, cut, and filthy.<br/><br/>After scrubbing her body, Panthea exited the Bathe and returned her slip to her body. Wearily, she made her way back to her room, bare feet padding on the floor. Once there, Panthea collapsed exhausted into bed. It took mere seconds for sleep to claim her.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/D42.jpg)</div>