Annessa walks in to the forge looking like the splitting image of her mother with long blond hair braided down her back to her waist.  The only thing that made her look any different was she had her father's bright green eyes.  She walks over and picks up the sword and swings it a few times.<br/><br/>"Hello Father."  she smiles softly. "Talking to Mother again.  You only do that when your overly stressed.  What's going on?" She sets down the sword and walks over to him looking up at the painting.  She whispers softly "I miss you Mamma."<br/><br/>She looks over her shoulder as her sibling walks in.