<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/BreeDanielsFace.JPG)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fiona Fontaine - Hunter</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Faint:</td><td>☐</td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Serious:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr><tr><td>Critical:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Advancement:<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Mortalis:</td><td>X</td><td>Night:</td><td>☐</td></tr><tr><td>Power:</td><td>☐</td><td>Wild:</td><td>☐</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Corruption:</td><td>☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div><br/><br/>Fiona ordered up two cups of hot tea with plenty of cream, sugar, and honey packets to add on the side, then laid it all out in front of Danielle.  The other cup was for Fiona, which she made up for herself and sipped in silence, but whatever this ordeal, Fiona figured that Danielle would appreciate the warm welcome back to reality.  Fiona understood the value of small pieces of mundanity, even if she wasn't usually able to provide them.