To begin anew.

Roana had been out training again. She had yet to catch Remi at the Guildhall but it was only a matter of time. So, since her afternoon had not panned out as hoped, she ran out to train. A nice long run would be good, and it had been refreshing. Monotonous, which allowed her to think a bit more clearly. By the time she was passing back through the settlement towards her home, her tunic had sweat stains and her breath was short but she looked reinvigorated. She usually passed by the broken down houses but today she heard something unusual. Lots of movement. Odd. She pulled to a stop, brow furrowing. Who was working on what appeared one of the most destroyed buildings in the whole place? The former captain approached, curious now and wanting to investigate, but making no effort to hide her approach. She ducked under a low hanging beam, looking around for who might be making the noises. That's when she heard the strange words and familiar voice. A smirk curved her lips and she turned down a hall, poking her head in a room. "Whatcha doin' friend?" she said, a brow raised in curiosity. "Did you try and find the most unstable structure to go poking around it?" Roana May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground Carry on