[center][h1][color=cyan]Princess Luna[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Palace - Bedroom, Third Corridor Off the Long Walk
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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Luna was still trying to ignore the voice in her head, hearing it continue to laugh a little bit which was unnerving and annoying at the same time. She stopped and shook her head, a little bit when she felt Amaratha's hand on her shoulder and nodded at her friend slightly and sighed just a little bit. Her eyes wondering over towards Cuyler with an annoyed look on her face, the man got her room soaking wet, ruining everything pretty much that was there. Everyone seemed to be so concerned for Arya which was understandable the woman did collapse out of the blue along with her brother.

[color=cyan]"Take Myrus to his room, it should be dryer and safer there for him."[/color] Luna suggested as she tried to wring out her dress, as she rubbed her eyes a little bit more. [color=cyan]"I wanted to say this for a long time now. I want to just say it now."[/color] Luna said looking over at her brother she wanted to help him in someway she could. [color=cyan]"Our family has mental illnesses, happens every generation or so. The Near Drowning story was a member of our family many years ago. She was paranoid and wanted to keep the power to herself, anyway long story short."[/color] Luna said looking over towards Tristan for a few seconds.

[color=cyan]"Since the coronation it started when the Port Witches took me. I have been hearing a voice inside my head it's slowly going to drive me mad. Tristan, I cannot marry you I don't want you to see me like that again and I don't want to hurt you or anyone at all."[/color] Luna said, she didn't care who else was in the room now, and then she stopped looking down at the messenger rat as it scurried in and announced that Atkin had quit being Arya's apprentice. She wasn't sure what to think right now, and then started to get out and leave the room. Luna wanted sometime alone to think now.

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[center][h1][color=#81BEF7]Arnora Skadidottir[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: The Port, Port Witch Coven House
Skills: Spirit Seer[/I][/center]
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Arnora moved towards a nearby wall and leaned herself up against the side of it for a moment moving a braid of hair out of her face as she looked towards the spirit of Nera for a moment as the ghost stared at her. She didn't like her that much, and she certainly wasn't going to be a pawn for her at all after being nice to her. Her attention turned back towards Minerva still suggesting burning down the house and shook her head a bit. [color=#81BEF7]"Even if they are dead, they can still Cause things to the living. And i'd rather not deal with a bunch of pissed off spirits. I see enough of them on a daily basis anyway."[/color] Arnora said, as she stood up looking over at the spirit of Nera once more.

[color=#81BEF7"What Ahote said, I am sure there are other ways to find whatever you are looking for. But no burning the place unless you want spirits to haunt you for the rest of your life."[/color] Arnora said, giving Nera a smile. [color=#81BEF7]"I do hope you enjoy the rest of your time in the room, maybe i'll swing by later or something."[/color] Arnora said, as she started to head back down the stairs, she wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.