[b]Cynthia[/b]

Cynthia hustled back toward the guild, half an hour later. "Sorry it took so long," She said, hefting a bag over one shoulder, dressed in new traveling gear including a bandana to keep the hair out of her eyes. "I had to talk to my landlady, and send for Derivia asking her to take care of my books again." Recently she had been speaking to the Craftoraid witch more often, since most of the books left to her were still on the island. "I'm ready to go now, whenever you are."


[b]Trisana[/b]

Tris shook her head. "It was really hard tracking you down. I had to ask like, three people, and you know how I am with people. Then I had to take the train instead of my Chariot, because I didn't know where this place was." She was reaching for her deck again when Nicholas said they were planning to have someone heal them. "Alright," She said, moving her hands back in front of her. "If you're sure."

She turned to Xavier, looking him up and down, as if judging if she could take him in a fight. Finally nodding to herself, she held out her hand. "I don't think we've actually met yet."