#feythril

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? Love is the warmth that curls into your belly when you think of your loved ones. Love is providing a constant presence in his life. Love is looking at someone and seeing all the heavens light up in their smile.

★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why? For Rylindal, it’s the times in between the night and sunrise and the daytime before it turns to night. The transition is breathtaking and it fits his worldview that nothing ever remains the same; that change is always just a step over the horizon.

♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general) Rylindal finds his ability to blush at most everything quite embarrassing, which makes him blush all the more.

HONESTY 5: If you could have one wish, what would it be?: 

Rylindal shifted uncomfortably. “I have a lot of stuff and I don’t want much more than I already have. So I’d wish that all my friends would have a wish for something they’d want. I’ve got more than enough in this life.”

And HONESTY 1: What is your favorite scent?

The monk eased up from the uncomfortable shifting and grinned. “The smell of baking cookies has to be my most favorite scent. I didn’t get any of that on Nagrand and just the smell of the cookies baking is more than enough to make me a happy man.”

The week had been trying for the mage, coming through the portal was not easy and with Anwir's sudden collapse it made everything worse. Asp stayed around long enough to assist the others and find Sebastian but after that she vanished as well. Anwir was now resting, Sebastian's work on him taking hold but neither of them were ready to venture into this new world. A courier came through the inn doors, looking about with a slight scowl as he shook the snow off of himself. "Asphodel?"The male asked, staring at the mage. "I will take it." She softly replied, taking the letters curiously before reading it over. A hand came to her lips in shock and quickly she found a quill and parchment. Mistress Fey,