Post by Fianna Dragonfly on Feb 23, 2014 5:46:36 GMT
*Having come from the White Keep, Regent's Office*
Fianna Dragonfly enjoyed talking. She probably enjoyed talking more than she enjoyed learning how to heal and battling. But not quite so much as a good drink and friends. She had traveled from her office at the keep to the Town Square to talk with the townsfolk about securing their houses against attack. Her meeting with Adoven and Ainvar had been insightful and they had things well in hand on their end. She would do her bit by talking.
She didn't remember the attack on her childhood home that had driven her family to flee for a short time. But she did remember the smell of the acrid smoke and the color of the flames from the fire. From there her memories hazed until she had arrived in a placed called Harbour of Rhye, escorted by an elf that could hardly speak. If it could be helped, none of her towns people would suffer from the fate of being driven from their homes. Normally jovial, Fianna applied her forward and happy attitude to the few in the square at mid-day.
"Thank you for the advice," a woman with a child by her side said before heading home. Fianna smiled and waved as they left.
Now who else was there to talk to?
Fianna Dragonfly enjoyed talking. She probably enjoyed talking more than she enjoyed learning how to heal and battling. But not quite so much as a good drink and friends. She had traveled from her office at the keep to the Town Square to talk with the townsfolk about securing their houses against attack. Her meeting with Adoven and Ainvar had been insightful and they had things well in hand on their end. She would do her bit by talking.
She didn't remember the attack on her childhood home that had driven her family to flee for a short time. But she did remember the smell of the acrid smoke and the color of the flames from the fire. From there her memories hazed until she had arrived in a placed called Harbour of Rhye, escorted by an elf that could hardly speak. If it could be helped, none of her towns people would suffer from the fate of being driven from their homes. Normally jovial, Fianna applied her forward and happy attitude to the few in the square at mid-day.
"Thank you for the advice," a woman with a child by her side said before heading home. Fianna smiled and waved as they left.
Now who else was there to talk to?