[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9999ff]Virginia Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s1.postimg.cc/sp47nw1mn/virginia3.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9999ff]Location[/color][/b]: Nottingham
[b][color=#9999ff]Skills[/color][/b]: Sokw [/center][hr]	Virginia nodded, thinking for a moment. She supposed it was unfair to expect Mary to be able to jump through such mental hoops, after such a great length of time had passed since she was last in this area. It would have been like expecting James to be able to know his way around all of England perfectly. He was too young to be able to navigate with any skill and had he left for another country, she would not imagine that in ten years time he would be able to give any approximate distance between two cities. [color=#9999ff]"I'll go make further inquires,"[/color] Virginia said softly. 

	After a bit of speaking with those at the inn, Virginia determined the distance to Manchester was out of range. She frowned, but decided that given they needed to stay and rest, it would be apt to make an attempt anyways. She then retreated to the room that Veta had already headed to. Once in the room, Virginia gave her companions a soft smile. She then whispered a slight prayer to Veliona, hoping that the danger of Sokw would not befall her. There was always a chance of becoming lost while using it to travel, due to its great distance. 

	She sat cross legged against the wall, in order to allow Mary and Veta use of the more comfortable pieces of furniture and Virginia closed her eyes, relaxing her mind as she began to use Sokw. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff6600]Maeve Brennan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/75c688c44bc5b1b3ef54bf3081a0f05c/tumblr_omdy05ZJXh1w3nwrko1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ff6600]Location[/color][/b]: Outside the Inn in Annan
[b][color=ff6600]Skills[/color][/b]: Deception [/center][hr]	Maeve smiled in spite of herself as she saw the father dithering and fuddling about. While he had many childlike qualities to him, she now realized that it was an act - just a trick in order to lull people into a false sense of security. Or of course, that was what Maeve now believed about him. She supposed it was hypocritical of herself to be cross with him. She tended to change her own personality in these sorts of situations in order to be exactly what was required of her. Her real personality was shining through in her interactions with Lady Kirkpatrick, however.

	Hearing Rory's laughter on the top inspired laughter in Maeve as well, as much as she was attempting to contain it. [color=ff6600]"Yer man is gonna trip into 'is own grave one day,"[/color] Maeve mused with a laugh. She wouldn't have been surprised if something like that had already happened to him - if he were attending a funeral or even presiding over one, only to trip and fall into the grave before the casket had even been lowered. Though she supposed for a Protestant service, they more or less deserved it. Catholicism was the one true religion in Maeve's mind, whereas Protestantism was just emblematic of their British overlords.