<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>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The door was held open and Panthea entered, followed by the other Sages. The first thing she noticed were all the books. It immediately reminded her of home and her own room in the Grecian camp. While Panthea was a bit more organized, she still had stacks of books everywhere. She also had less furniture. Panthea liked to live a much more sparse lifestyle, finding the need for anything frilly or fancy unneeded. And yes she considered most furniture frilly and fancy. Panthea believed simplicity helped bring her closer to knowledge and her power. She was again reminded of the dress but resisted the urge to tug on it.<br/><br/>Panthea looked toward the desk and caught the eyes of the one called Micshe. While her face remained stoic, Panthea inwardly admired the woman's fiery hair and wondered if it matched her spirit. Oh she craved a bit of rest and was pretty sure she could overlook her disdain for furniture if only to rest her aching feet. But now was not the time for rest. She could rest later. Now was the time for informing. Now was the time for action.<br/><br/>"Master Sage Micshe," Panthea greeted the woman formally, extending her head slightly in respect. "I will detail our trip later if you wish. We've been sent from the Sage camp in Greece to lend aid. I had a vision of a particularly powerful group of unwanted strangers heading toward Anders." Panthea gave no thought to whether anyone would believe her. She had always grown up accepted and used for her ability, rather than mocked. "The name of your town, Anders, came to me as a whisper and I took all this information to the elders in our camp. They made the decision to send all of us directly. We had a larger number of Slayers and Supporters but lost quite a few on the way over. Our camp sent all they could spare. We are to be at your service for as long as you will have us." Panthea ended her speech with another respectful extension of her head.