irishgirl1017
I figure we can just roleplay Iryne and Thane.
Iryne was sitting at the edge of a meadow tucked into the shadows. As she usually does, she was plucking the petals off of a flower. The little pouch next to her contained one petal from each flower she had ever picked. It was a very colorful collection. The fae got up and started retracing her steps to the town, keeping her senses alert for intruders.
