This new town was nice. She'd been here before, but it still felt new to Daisy, as she'd already met so many new people. Like Yvah. Yvah was fun. There was this one time...well, that story would have to wait until someone was willing to listen. Plus, there wasn't really time for it while they were getting ready for the day, nor would they have time on their way to the meet the general. If only they had time to participate in the festivities instead, she could tell the story with Yvah. Too bad. She'd have to figure out if Ceria liked bedtime stories eventually. She could tell a few. Not all of them were clean, though, and invoked certain kinds of dreams, and even she knew some people didn't like such filth.

But as they walked out the door, her mind was drawn away from the pretty elven miss by a copper dragonborn. He wasn't half-bad looking either, but she wasn't drawn in by his appearance so much as his words. Typical doomsayer for the most part, if it weren't for the information he was giving. She was no stranger to odd and meaningful dreams herself, and she knew there had to be more to what he was saying, even half-remembered.

She stepped toward him. She could catch up with the group if they went on without her. Gently placing her hand on his shoulder, and doing her best to make it look seductive, she whispered into his ear:

[i]"Excuse me, Mister Dragonborn
But I'm here only to forewarn
This group that you see,
If you don't give me
the truth, will leave nothing to mourn."[/i]

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