It was pretty clear that if she were here at the height of the ruin's magnificence, the gardens would be a delight. As it were, they were still green now, but overgrown, and the place was entirely dependent on rainfall to fill the fountains and bowls that would have held water. There was little of it, but it seemed to be enough to keep the place green, if not haphazardly spread out. She was able to walk quietly, and moved through the labyrinth of paths and plants to put herself in an advantageous position. She had moved past what she figured was hired help or muscle, and moved near the center of the gardens, where she could now see that the robed figure was a half elf, and he seemed to be in charge. It was quite clear from his concentration that he was looking for something, or someone. He was consulting a book while studying the garden.<br/><br/>(http://www.whenthesungrowscold.com/Gallery/i.php?/upload/2015/01/19/20150119130207-ea7be008-xl.jpg)<br/><br/>As she approached, he didn't hear her.