Nel Glaenavia had arrived in the capital city Eleader several weeks ago and begun to learn more of this rumoured expedition she had heard of.  After verifying that it was indeed a true call for those who would help she had set out to gain herself an audience with the Baron or his people, at first her attempts had been in vain but with the help of the local temple and a well written letter to the Baron she managed to obtain a meeting with one of his representatives.<br/><br/>They met at the temple where Nel Glaenavia was both staying and helping out, serving in the roles she was best at. She spent her spare time providing a tea service and talking to those who had fears or doubts about life or those grieving the dead.  After some initial misunderstanding as to Nel's age and profession she proceeded to inform the Baron's representative of her wish to accompany the expedition and to chart the lives and deaths of the new settlement, to perhaps form a church there herself and document the population of the settlement and if possible island inhabitants.<br/><br/>She explained that she understood the dangers of such a venture but did not fear them and only wished to aide and perform her duty for Pharasma. When he departed Nel felt that perhaps he frail look may hold her back she believed they may consider her more of a burden than an asset but she had made clear her intent and pointed out the necessity of someone like herself within the community if it was to grow and function properly.<br/><br/>It was not before the very night before the morning the vessel's where due to depart that Nel heard word from the Baron. A representative delivered a letter to the temple that night which asked for her  to prepare to be ready to sail in the morning and to make her way to the docks.  Nel said her thanks and goodbye's to her new acquaintances at the temple that evening and packed up her small amount of worldly goods  ready to set of in the morning.<br/><br/>That morning after her prayers and breakfast Nel set of on her journey to the docks, ready to depart on a new adventure in life and hoping to find a place for herself.  She looked like an old woman perhaps lost at the docks, maybe some nobles mother who had escaped the house and become lost in the town. Many people where surprised by what lay behind that veil of white and grey hair. She finally approached the ship she was supposed to be on approached the guard who seamed to be allowing or denying boarding of the ship.  Noticing he was preoccupied with someone else she stopped a polite distance away and waited, a strange sight upon the docks her frail lithe frame decked in her fine silvery grey robe which she wore when travelling, the truly observant eye would notice the signs of her faith on her person but she wore no jewellery or finery other than this.<br/><br/>When the guard was free she approached and expecting to be questioned and wanting to follow the proper order of things she instantly presented the letter to him which contained the seal.<em>“Good morning, I am to embark with the expedition my name is Nel Glaenavia here is a letter and the seal to show my words true.”</em>