<br/>Last night, Firesong had been in the lands of Darkon, where she'd been for three months, studying herb lore and participating in a war party to put down a monsterous hag who's dolls were murdering children in their sleep.<br/><br/>She'd chosen to travel the well traveled road between two townships alone despite it getting late, and continued it into the night 'til the moon set.  Then she took shelter in an open barn and settled on a stool, wrapped in a blanket, to take her rest in Elan fashion.  Before begining her meditation, she pulled the geod out from between her breasts and sang softly in ignan to the spirit of the tiny but powerful fire elemental she was ritualy summoning into it.  Then she slipped into restful meditation...<br/><br/>Only to awaken by the side of the road!<br/><br/>The platinum blond girl gave a 'hmph!' that was half exapsperation, half resinged sigh, stood, brushed off her lacy white full skirts, and flared her blankets into her pack.  Her taut, smooth midriff was bare, and she wore a white lace halter top.  Her elfin face shimmered with golden tatoos in the moonlight to match the streeks in her patium bd hair and the color of her eyes, also.  In spite of this scant garb, her skin was no darker than a medium tan.  She drew a white birch walking staff from her hip pack and started easily up the road towards the settlmement.