<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/tumblr_mx2f6th4Fi1qzl05no1_500.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Pénelope d'Aumont, "Penny"</span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Docks of Doroga<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Haversack, warm woolen scarf over her shoulders and neck, a hat she stole from a ferrier, and skirt and tunic.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jude, Lynne, Ehren<br/><strong>Sheet:</strong>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1071359<br/><hr/><br/>Penny had never met "uncle" Gaius Talonius, but had grown up on stories about the man from her father, Taltus. Including some that weren't, exactly fit for the ears of a child, perhaps, the old wizard's way of venting at his former commander. Even so, the news of Gaius' death had seemed to devastate old Taltus, and Penny<em>hated</em>to leave her father in such a state...<br/><br/>But, leave she must, if she were to do right by him. Now she found herself a little out of place. This river was certainly<em>not</em>the hills and crags of her home, and what's more, she was the only heir who not only bore no blood of Talonius - or<em>any</em>human, actually - but also did not carry the name as her own. Part of the house, but not necessarily the dynasty.<br/><br/>Maybe she could have withdrawn, and spent the whole journey studying through the books her father had dropped into her rucksack before she left his warm little cabin. But no. Penny was a bothersome little imp, constantly haranguing the ferrymen about their trade, the stories of the river, and otherwise being a distraction. she had tried to chat up a few of the others of the Talonius name, but maybe, just maybe they were a little preoccupied with the death of their father. Penny knew that if she heard old Taltus had passed on, she would be distraught. She had done what she could to bring spirits up; the first night aboard, she conjured an orb of pure sound into the water, sending all the fish around the boat floating up, fit for a feast. All through the course, she had woven stories aided with simple illusory magics as well; many of them about Gaius Talonius, painted in the air with lights, color, and sometimes fire - she had stopped the latter, after the ferry men like to had a fit.<br/><br/>Even so, when the ferry anchored and bound, she had started to disembark, only to notice Jude was hanging back. Whirling, she caught the human's left hand in both of hers, and tugged the redhead down the gangplank. "Oh<em>do</em>come on, cuz; if you wait too long, they'll start charging you for fare." A flash of white teeth as she turns, one hand still clasping Jude's fingers as she pulled the much taller woman towards the gate.<br/><br/>While Jude fished for her own letter, penny peered up at Ehren - and Lynn of course, but mostly Ehren. He got a cheeky smile and a tip of the tattered, wide-brimmed hat she wore on top of her coppery head. "I hope you're our contact; It'd be a pain to flash these letters to someone who was just standing there waiting for his lover," she quips, jerking a thumb towards one of the burly, hairy porters lugging crates off the ferry.