<div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/255/1/b/sketch_xxiii_by_charlie_bowater-d6lzqaz.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Shani Lamit</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1078422)</span><br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>HP:</strong>Full<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><hr/><br/>She drifted up to get a better look at the map, studying it in troubled silence as they spoke of money and suitability, finally speaking up as she reached to point one slender finger at a collection of villages around a lake at the top of a mountain.<strong>"I remember this place, or someplace strikingly similar, from a dream I had last night.  The sort of dream that isn't only a dream, one that carries you along until its said what needs saying and now it's up to you to figure out what it all meant."</strong><br/><br/>She looked up from the map, her serene gaze moving from one to the next, settling on each of them briefly before stopping on the Lady of the Faith.<strong>"Many others have gone there, or perhaps many others will go in the future, time is impossible to decipher.  I still do not understand everything that I was shown, but I think that time will reveal their meaning to me, so it's best to simply remember and be ready for knowledge to break upon me like waves upon the shore.  Still, I think that this area will prove to be of great import."</strong>She motioned once more to the villages, nibbling lightly at her lower lip and then stepping away again, turning to peer off toward the door into the chamber with a kind of absent curiosity.