<br/>Frey stared at the inside of her eyelids, wracking her brain for possible steps she could take. It was then that her father's stories of how he and her mother had met, something about the embassy, and a woman... what was her name... she was a friend of her mother's. After a few minutes of recalling the soothing bass of her father's voice, her eyes snapped open. "Viv, he used to call her Viv... Vivina..." she murmured. "Her last name was... oh right Greenbow."<br/><br/>She would ask the innkeep in the morning and find out where the embassy was.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Intelligence roll = 16 </div></div>