"I cant' believe Aunt Gamam let this happen," Kalinda hissed, pacing angrily up and down in the waiting room and muttering more or less under her breath.  "Gain experience, grow strong," she hissed, "I gave her the best three years of my youth investigating that Blight of the walkers, and does she even let me finish my paper?  No!  Appease your mother, she says!"  The petite girl threw up her hand in frustration, then threw herself back on a chair next to Cynis Talia and her comely crew, purple hair flailing about and jade breastplate cracking off of the back wall.<br/><br/>Wincing at the sugestion of destruction to the furniture, the cloud skinned girl leaned forewards a bit, then turned too study the two next to her.  they were familiar, somehow, though other than obvious Cynis blood, she couldn't place them.  "Sorry about that..." she began, then really saw the Cynis girl's face.  "Oh, hey, it'll be all right."  She stood and stepped closer to the bustier dragon blooded and took her hand.  "We'll be fine, okay?  I'll help you out.  I spent three years in the River Country, it's not that bad.  You've just got to keep your head together and you'll be fine."<br/>