Liliania Sunsong "Tonight's the night." She takes a deep breath as she sits next to her ash sapling in her garden. "It will either go very well, or very badly." She closes her eyes and begins to meditate.

Nestáron Dawnstrider The merchant ship arrives at its destination, protection in tow. A regiment of the House's protection force escorts each of the supply wagons from the shore outside the city to the Manor.  Once the ship is offloaded and secured again, it cruises back to its home port, where it stays docked until further notice. Much done and much still to do; The hammers of the forge and the looms of the weavers shall be in constant use from here out; Supplies to be made and weapons to be repaired; 

Zasche Spitemarrow It's quite nice when you get a visit from an old friend.

Kayonie Striker ((whats the URL for the old site? x.x))

Eliona Embersong Eliona sits at a table in a tavern with her former servant. She stares at him with a cheerful smile upon her face, refusing to speak until he does. In return, he merely eyes her with curiosity, unsure what to say in regards to her new hair color, weapons, and of course... Buttons.