<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ObYTbXC.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Shishi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=340173.msg16121422#msg16121422) (Maishishi areg Nishkâla)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> An eastern dress called a Hanfu in blue and blending into white colors, with wide sleeves and the sash wound tightly around her small waist (https://www.ltl-shanghai.com/wp-content/sites/3/Traditional-Chinese-Clothing-2.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong> TA 3014, Winter<br/><strong>Condition:</strong> Exhausted from a long trip, but glad to be inside and hopeful to sleep in a bed tonight<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Bree | The Prancing Pony<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cat and everyone<br/><hr/><br/>The trip had been long and arduous. Originally, Shishi had been sent to Pelargir in Southern Gondor, but her contact there told her of this story of a Dunedain gathering an army to go and take the North - whatever "the North" meant these days. The rumors spoke of him gathering Haradrim and Easterlings to his banner, and since the Kundolar did not approve this and had no knowledge of this man's plans, they considered every Easterling taking part in this to be a traitor to their cause. Her contact had been outraged, and if he was, then the Kundolar chiefs must have smoke coming out of their ears. So her task had changed. She had been sent north, to find out what this man was planning to do there. Her contact was very confused about this. Pelargir, Minas Tirith or even Rohan seemed much more inviting targets for an army, and much closer. The north was basically empty as far as he knew. It made no sense. With the corsairs on his side, he could simply sail around these lands, but was his target Lindon? It was doubtful, since that Elvish realm still held power that could foil his plans. He was likely to make landfall somewhere between Lindon and the coast of Gondor. Maybe he was looking for some sort of legend, maybe a magic item or some other power hidden from history? It was all very weird, and the Kundolar hated weird things. This had to be solved, so Shishi's mission had changed.<br/><br/>She traveled through Gondor and the gap of Rohan without any issues. After that, things got more difficult. A band of Dunlendings tried to rob her once, but instead of a helpless woman they had to find out that she had teeth - or rather, fists and feet, which left them out cold by the road after a quick skirmish. From them on Shishi was more careful, and only slept when she found a good hiding place off the road. It got colder the further north she came, and she saw her first snow shortly before she reached the ruins of Tharbad. There at least was some civilization, and it would be the last time she slept in an inn before reaching Bree. There she also learned about Bree, the town in the center of the North. Could that be the target of that army? She had to find out.<br/><br/>When she finally reached Bree, it was a disappointment. Instead of the great walled city, she found basically a village with a hedge around it. It did not seem like anything worth taking for someone who went through the labor of gathering an army and leading them north. The riddle still remained unsolved. But now she was here, and they hopefully had at least some comfort to offer. So she left the Greenway and headed into Bree, finding the Prancing Pony.<br/><br/>She handed her horse over to a stablehand and made it clear to him that her animal was to receive the best treatment before she entered the common room. There was a stash of winter coats, and she removed her own and put it with the others - at least that's how it looked. In fact her coat simply vanished from her hand, combining with her Hanfu by her magic. At the same time her magic made sure that all the dirt from the road disappeared from her clothes and body. Stepping fully into the common room, she looked around and saw a free spot at the bar. She also heard the barkeep talk of exactly why she was here, which was quite the coincidence. She moved to the bar, where she arrived right next to a redheaded woman who was quite a bit taller than her and armed with a sword while wearing armor. Shishi waited politely until the barkeep turned his attention her way before she spoke.<br/><br/>"Good evening, dear sir", she said, "I'm in need of a room if you have one. And I would appreciate a glass of wine and your recommendation for the kitchen's best. I have traveled up the greenway and have not had a bed or good food in a while."<br/><br/>While she waited, Shishi let her eyes drift through the room. The redhead next to her was interesting, and if she made eye-contact, Shishi would bow politely and introduce herself. She also saw a couple of Hobbits drinking and going through food like there was no tomorrow at one smaller table, and it made her smile.</div>