<div class="floatleft">(http://img223.imageshack.us/img223/9462/nishkaside.jpg)</div><strong>Action:</strong>Nishka heads out to explore the camp; she'd like to get involved in the Calypsa fight, if possible :P<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The dark-haired girl nodded and smiled at the Vistani man. At least for a few days she could feel safe; nothing would dare to attack the Vistani camp. Her mind, however, wandered back to the many wounded she had just seen. Apparently something didn't understand that the Vistani were protected in this realm. Allies to the ruler of Barovia, they were usually immune from harm.<br/><br/>She paced away from the communal tent and her bed, and traveled through the Vistani camp, listening to the sounds of gypsy music, and enjoying the feel of a warm fire against her skin and face. She saw the girl--the one from the tent full of wounded Vistani--again, but she didn't make any effort to approach or speak to her. They seemed to be of different worlds, and Nishka had a good amount on her mind already.<br/><br/>Still, something didn't feel right. It was her first night in Barovia, and already she could feel something in the wind. The soft and sparse hair at the base of her neck stood up; that's when she realized that she was afraid.