The tower's interior was a pleasant surprise. It cheered Masina to think that she'd have a place to escape from the rest of her party. An actual room of her own. It could be quite comfortable up here. She unhooked her wineskin and rose it in salute before taking a long celebratory swig.<br/><br/>Looking out over the land didn't solve any mysteries, just added new layers to a thousand questions. Where were the birds was foremost among them. She took another swig of wine in defiant determination to enjoy the quiet and the view in spite of the ominous lack of any living thing that didn't sting.<br/><br/>When she became aware there were travelers headed toward them it was simultaneously a relief and an annoyance. They were living things at least. Too bad they were the sort that might have to be dealt with. Perhaps they were just passing, they were at least no war party nor even bandits from what she could make of them. Capes annoyed her. People that covered too much were not to be trusted.<br/><br/>Masina leaned on a support and sipped at her skin as she watched the party advance. When they got closer she'd decide what needed doing with them. For a few minutes at least there was only peace, wine and a room with a view.<br/>