[b][i][center]Lucilia Tinath
City of Hials near an Inn[/b][/i][/center]

[b]"But of course, Madam. Benedictus, march!"[/b]

Though Lucilia's family home was a bit ways out, they at least managed to arrive before heavy winds blew more snow onto the both of them. Warm as her armor was, she didn't want to get caught in a blizzard herself. Her family had the great fortune of owning not only a large plot of land for their serfs to work (Her father turned it into a vineyard), but also a home in the city were her mother conducts business with her herbalism. It was a large estate in the Noble Districts, her home being at least three stories tall with a stable for her horses (Her family owned three including Benedictus) and doors made of solid oak. As the wind kicked up, Lucilia lead Melisa into a stable door next tot heir home. Inside was much warmer than out, so much to the point that just after a few minutes inside, Lucilia was getting a bit hot. After Melisa was off Benedictus, Lucilia removed his saddle, reigns, and brindle. She'd return to give him some oats and water, but for now she needed to tend to her guest. Carefully moving Carnifex through the stable Lucilia reached a door. [b]"If you'll follow me, my mother and sister should be home, and my father as well if he did not already leave to visits friends."[/b]

Soon enough Lucilia led Melisa to their common room. A large homely den, with stone floors and wooden furniture. Furs and other exotic cushions were laid out on their couches and chairs, with a low table where one may place their drinks and such on. A few feet away from the table was a stone fireplace, and from the wood burning in it someone was home. [b]"Mother, I'm back. And I have a guest as well."[/b] From another room that was the apothecary came a tall dark haired [url=http://i.imgur.com/1SBGNOx.jpg]woman[/url], dressed in fine clothing and accessories. Exquisite, if eccentric, clothing worn while also working with various plants and matters for the purpose of brewing curatives. This would be Lucilia's mother, Olivia. "My my, a guest? Well, do come in. Good timing, your sister had just made some stew for us. Too much for her and myself, but now we have someone we can share it with."

In another room adjacent to the common room was the kitchen area was Lucilia's little sister [url=http://i.imgur.com/CQTZrpa.jpg]Noelle.[/url] Only fifteen years old, but a better woman than Lucilia when it came to home skills and the family business. At least if the business didn't involve war. Hearing that her elder sister and a guest had arrived, she walked into the common room carrying two bowls of vegetables soup, made of cabbage, carrots, potatoes, tomatoes, and garnished with some herbs and leeks. She even brought out two cups and two Tankards; one filled with water, another filled with Herb Ale. She made it herself. Noelle silently bowed her head towards Lucilia and Melisa before returning to the Apothecary.

[b]"Come on in, Madam. The fire is still warm and my sister had the intuition to have something ready for the both of us. Oh, and forgive me... I have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Lucilia of House Tinath. It is an honor to have you at my humble abode."[/b] Lucilia led Melisa to the common room as she removed her own helmet, armor, and weapons, hanging them on a rack specifically for them. Lucilia's mother took a seat as well, wanting to get acquainted with her daughters guest. She had hoped that Lucilia brought in a man, possibly a suitor, but she hid her slight disappointment.