Revealing the Truth

[Arkadia Misella]

Rain droplets plunge to the ground in a steady pitter patter as Arkadia steps out of the library. She glances about and upon seeing some drunken dwarves in the alley, tightly tugs at her cloak, shielding herself from prying eyes. After a few steps in the opposite direction she stops suddenly and spins back around. Slowly she unties the cord of her cloak and lets it slide from her fingertips as it floats to the soaking grass below her, revealing a lifeless grayed skin tone, slowly growing darker by the hour. “The time to hide this tis no longer. Let the these townsfolk think what they may of me and my condition. The time for darting in the shadows and covering myself has past. Besides, this new color seems to fit my personality better.” She walks towards the mine fields, pausing briefly to toss the dwarves a bottle of unique ale, and continues on to fade away into the drizzle with the sound of drunken laughter and song filling the air behind her.

[Faramier]

The clank of heavy armour resounds though the air. Guingalan turns as he hears someone approach.

"Be carefull Ma'am there be.....Arkadia?"

Guingalan lifts his visor in disbelief,

"What, what happened?"