<div class="floatright">(http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/Stia616/Elf_Rogueavatar.jpg)</div><br/>Tavia wipes her eyes with the back of hand and looks up at Diego, laughing. “Plan? You think I have a plan? No sir, no plan here. I was sent to see what I could in the forest, and what I have found I have told you.” She glances at the druid and thanks her for the aid with a smile and a nod, holding her hands briefly in gratitude before getting up and stretching. “As for fate… I’m not sure… I’m really not sure about anything right now.”