<strong>A Servant of the family waiting at Jasmine's Beach house.</strong><br/><br/>While sailing, a gull would call out to her as it flew overhead.<br/><br/>As soon as she set foot on the island, Jasmine would have the eerie feeling of being watched. The villagers who were out and about stopped what they were doing to see the latest tourists. A few would report back to the family but there wasn't much need. Her presence was known as soon as she sailed into the waters under the influence of the power and possibly long before.<br/><br/>At the door to her beach house there was a young woman in a simple dress waiting with a light smile across her face. She had blond hair and light green eyes, though her skin was quite tanned from the island sun.  It looked as if Jasmine had brought her own entourage to help her, this made the islander at her door smile a bit wider.<br/><br/>"Hello, welcome to Xantelli Island," she said as she approached , "My name is Cindy Forsythia and I've been assigned as your island guide. I see you brought some guests but I'm sure they are registered and their stay is payed for."<br/><br/>Cindy was a small and perky girl, the sandals on her feet so flat they did nothing to hide her dearth of height. She was barely over five feet tall. She extended a friendly hand to Jasmine and if it was taken she'd hug the woman.<br/><br/>"Anyhow, I'm at your command and am to assist you however you see fit," she said, "Can I help you with your things so we can get to the fun stuff."