Rhiannon
Hunting flowers, Rhiannon decided, would grow very old very fast. But she was here for a purpose, and that purpose was to find a rose to bring home to Halo, no matter how daunting the task or how rare the flower. The soldier wandered the Undercroft with Lena, breaking off every now and then to check around a corner or under a table. If she received any strange looks, she ignored them. She’d never really cared what others thought, anyway.
”We have the Arcane Academy,” she said as they searched. ”It has a decent library, I’m told.” But then, looking around, she had to concede that this was far more enchanting than the Academy library. ”Nothing quite like this,” she added. Not that she was one to spend much time among books. She might enjoy one every once in a while, but she was much more interested in doing things than reading about them.
”We have the Arcane Academy,” she said as they searched. ”It has a decent library, I’m told.” But then, looking around, she had to concede that this was far more enchanting than the Academy library. ”Nothing quite like this,” she added. Not that she was one to spend much time among books. She might enjoy one every once in a while, but she was much more interested in doing things than reading about them.
No one likes a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
What a shame she went mad
