**Garsin Folkvar**

Garsin awkwardly shuffled his way to the door from the back of the line. He was a little unsure as to how far the voice was but he was able to tell where the line stopped, although, mostly because he wasn't tapping on a wall anymore with his cane, and there was a distinct stop in where the sound of people where from further down the hall. He finally made it to the door and took a few paces through, but just enough to be inside. he wasn't quite sure as to what may be lying about in the room. He remained quiet as he was not sure what to say, and after a moment he was starting to wonder if someone was even there. Did he or she go to the bathroom?....Do he walk into the wrong room? '*Uhg, this can't be good,*' he thought, again, to himself.