<strong>Sylria</strong>, On Horse [Lilian Montague, Sylria]<br/><br/>I keep my eyes on her, wary of her motives in rescuing me, but appreciating that she had.  Thinking for a moment, I shake my head, replying softly. "No thank you.  I had<em>quite</em>enough water when I was in the river, and I do not need more just yet.  But thank you for the offer, Lady Montague."<br/><br/>I ponder her latter request for a moment before shrugging a little.  My voice is a bit softer and more frustrated this time. "I do not know much more than that.  I know that I made the bargain with something dark and powerful, and that it happened after I lost people who I think were important to me.  But I remember none of it.  All I have as clues are my spellbook, which I can only interpret a few spells of, my locket which I cannot open, and my dress, which has yet to take stain or harm that I have noticed."