[PQ] you are still headed where you need to be

Lily sing me a song of a lass that is gone Singing to the Luxere had been the only redeeming part of last year’s LongNight. And even now, Lily isn’t sure if she’s up for the task: painfully thin and pale (and not that healthy, white-moon glow kind of pale, but the we can see your veins and black circles under your eyes kind of pale), the entertainer must wrap herself in everything she has in order to stay warm whilst outdoors. It looks kind of funny, but she’d rather look ridiculous than be cold. Seriously. There’s nothing worse than being cold. And she has no other obligations, other than resting and composing Arduinna’s ballad - so while no one would likely blame the formerly blighted woman for resting, she feels the need to pitch in. This is probably the best way she knows how. The actual best way she can help. She is the last to arrive, carrying a small bag of hay (sorry, luxere, she can’t spare any food this time - she needs it for herself) under one arm to the stated meeting place. At least Melita is leading it. The thought of seeing her friend (she has no idea the other redhead was also affected by the blight) puts a smile on her face - and it stays there, even when the sight of Loren recalls memories of bad behavior at Rexanna’s wedding planning party. Oh well. He wasn’t the first man to see here at her worst, and he wouldn’t be the last. That might be Lucas, may he rest in peace. “Hi,” she says simply, with a little wave before noticing that there is already a luxere in their midst. “Oh, hello there…” Her smile widens and she reaches a hand out to Astra, offering nose pats and ear scritches if the companion wants some. merry of soul, she sailed on a day over the sea to Skye