<strong>Sylria</strong>, Front Lawn of Avonleigh [Marcus Dupont, Richard Dupont, Frederick Martin, Kolette de Brest, Ivy Montague, Sylria the Elf, Ashley Browley, Alfreic Slate, Imogene Campbell, Lillian Montague, Bella]<br/><br/>I sigh and shake my head at the brief explanation of...Kolette, was it?  Nothing like a situation that you knew nothing about to make things interesting.  I reply simply to her. "Thank you, Lady Kolette.  I'm still uncertain, but..."<br/><br/>Sighing, I shake my head.  What a bloody<em>mess</em>.  I wished I had my memory, but there was no way to get around that now.  But then Lillian comes out, and I nod at her as she smiles at me.  I smile slightly in return, still wary of the girl.  She seemed far too high strung for my taste, and expected me to follow her orders.  When she 'asked' me to share her mount, my own mood went...downhill.  I look at her for a few moments, obviously considering like it<em>had</em>been a question, and then reply. "I suppose so, Lady Montague.  I wouldn't want to inconvenience any others, though perhaps I should just stay behind."<br/><br/>I slowly walk toward her, knowing that she wouldn't want my latter option.  She was too stubborn for that.