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[center][h1][color=92278f]A Familiar Notion[/color][/h1][/center]
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[indent]Devlin seemed to be on her own, at least to start, but maybe Ren and the others would follow in time. The woods were much alike many of the woods she had been in, including certain areas of the Despiun forest back when she was a child. Dark... quiet... none of that disturbed her or made her scared. The wind chimes, on the other hand, were at least a curious aspect. 

She stopped for a moment, angling her head to get a better fix on where exactly the sound of the chimes was coming from, but as she listened closely at the sound, a feeling of… an ominous presence turned her gut. 

It was natural for Devlin to feel the presence of powerful or hostile beings nearby. It was never an exacting intuiting on any account, but it never failed to alert her of such presences within a general area. This particular notion was of a familiar feeling [i]somehow[/i], she just couldn't discern where or what she knew it from. It was possible the sensation of other dominant beings she'd encountered in her past simply held a similar vibe about them to this one. Powerful? Magical? Dangerous? Maybe a mix of the few…. She couldn’t really tell which of those either, but it did, for now - whatever it was - seem to be deriving from the general direction of the wind chimes. 

Devlin drew her sword, more as a matter of caution than anything else, before walking in direction of the pretty, tinkling sound. She’d been fooled by her senses on more than one occasion. 

After a few more steps she slowed her walk a little, thinking she heard something behind her, but then passed it off as the possibility that one of the others were on her tail and catching up. But she needed not worry about them as any threat. 

Increasing her pace yet again to a comfortable walk, she continues on her way….[/indent]