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Apologies, everyone. Last Friday I closed on a new house and I've been spending most of my free-time between the two houses. I set up internet service on the new house last Monday and have been on the phone with Comcast all week trying to get things started, only to find out from tech support on Friday that they sent out a faulty modem. I have a technician coming out today to replace it and get me up and running.
Cassandra looks around the common room of the Outward Inn as she approaches the desk "One room, please, and a hot bath would be wonderful"she smiles at the thought of soaking in a tub of hot water to take the chill out of her bones. As she walks over to join Quincey, as he talks to the strangers by the hearth, she removes her gloves, revealing claw-like nails, as she warms her hands by the fire. Once satisfactorily thawed out she hides her hands in the folds of her cloak, as if somewhat embarrassed. She overhears part of the conversation of the three men before she interjects "You knew the Professor as well?" she frowns a little "he was a good man, taken too soon."
Cassandra shivers with a slight chill as the group catches sight of Harrowstone, whether the cold wind or the prison itself caused it will remain a mystery. She blinks her mis-matched eyes as the owl takes flight "I did not know that" she says to Briar Rose "Good hunting, Mr. Owl. Maybe you'll catch a meal before we do." As she enters the town she pulls her hood up and runs her fingers through her raven hair "I don't know where the Professor lived, I've never been here before. I've actually never been anywhere much outside of Redleaf." she says somewhat mournfully. "Perhaps we should find an inn and a hot meal for the night before we go searching for his residence"
Links and token are good.
Sorry everyone for the delay. I'm closing on new house today and the past couple of days has just been a flurry of emails and documents, so I've been a little distracted. Cassandra is from the village of Redleaf, so she would be coming from the south.
Cassandra is good to go.
Cassandra Blackpoole
Thanks for he selection. I'll update things later, I usually put all that stuff under a spoiler tab under my alias.
For your consideration, Caasandra Blackpoole, Changeling Oracle of Life.
Cassandra blinks her mismatched eyes as she emerges from the gloom of the coach to the relative brightness of the day. She waits as the driver hands her pack down from the coach, handing him a silver piece for his trouble. She reaches into her cloak to remove the letter from Kendra Lorrimor, the Professor's daughter, to check the address written on it. Looking around she notices a small group of people standing nearby, she makes her way to the group to ask for directions but stops short, taken aback, as she hears one of them mention the Whispering Way "One simply does not blurt out the name of the Whispering Way in public. To do so is to invite disaster,". Taking a moment she pulls the small wooden symbol of Pharasma from her blouse and displays it prominently on her chest before approaching the group "Pardon me, but I couldn't help but overhear you mention the Way. Is it possible they had something to do with what happened here?" Standing before you is a young woman in her late teens, perhaps early twenties. She studies you intently with a pair of heterochromatic eyes, one green, the other violet. Her raven black hair is pulled back into a long pony tail. As you look at her you can notice that, even though she tries to hide it, her fingernails end in sharp claws which she flexes in and out with nervous energy.
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