[Everdawn]

Sírabel watched Grid with great anticipation as her went under the table beside hers. She did have half a mind to say something to him but ignored her temptation. After all she thought Lanus would be most upset if he were to find out ive not been able to hold my tongue again. "Mind you," she said alous now, "This intolerable ringing in my head does not much to help either!"

She was being caught up having a conversation with herself in her own thoughts when she heard the mentioning of a very interesting subject according to Sírabel.

"Carn Dum" she snapped her head as if it were someone offerig to give away all of their gold. Sírabel found the speaker, a man named Eradan and he was with Cree. Her eyes widened and she decided to Approach them.

"I am so sorry to disturb you sir, but i coudlnt help overhearing you mention Carn Dum, is this correct?" she stopped and realised thats he had quite forgotten to introduce herself. "My name is Sírabel Delone, and im an artist, which is why i ask. I have always wanted to paint there, whats it like. Better still. Am i able to join you too fine people, i should wish for some company, my companion Lanus has gone off on his errands and i have found myself quite alone and with a nasty bump on my head." she guestrued to the cut where she hit her head an hour previous. "But that doesnt matter now does it?"