Neela Roland<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The real world (Morning)<br/><strong>Tagging </strong>: Everyone<br/>At 2013-09-28 11:54:37, Neela Roland (uid: 45339) rolls: 1d100 Result: 29 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=50490)<br/><hr/><br/>The Godmother disappeared before she could answer Neela's question. Neela felt a tear run down her face before she leaped through the portal, just before Al was able to close it. She landed on the asphalt of the street that was more familiar to her than the barren lands. She stood and looked at her fellow classmates feeling strange. This was surreal, truly. Neela briefly thought this was dream but shook her head as she remembered the real pain she felt from crashing her bike.<br/><br/>Neela felt Rob reach into his jacket and take his phone she shook her head that she did not mind it. While the others were talking, Neela lifted her left hand willing herself to produce the same light she used in the mist lands, a small orb of light was conjured in her hand and Neela gasped at the result of the magic. Neela shook her hand and the light disappeared, she stuffed it in her pocket and looked at the group as they discussed where they would go now.<br/><br/>"I still don't know if my birth parents or my adoptive parents want me dead. I'm too afraid to discover if it is both of them." Neela looked to Ixy's blue eyes and nodded her head.<br/><br/>"I think I may go to Robert's as well, I can pick up some clothes along the way."<br/><br/>Neela decided that she did not want to know. She would write a letter for her adoptive parents telling them something about going to find her birth parents. She would tell them she was with friends so she was safe, and that she had money saved to get there. She hoped that they would not worry too long.<br/><br/>