[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=f49ac2]Faith Masters[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/eeTfZeBhTOA1O/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f49ac2]Location:[/color][/b] Backyard Area -> Swamp -> Carnivale Caravan
[b][color=f49ac2]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]

If Faith had any power that would help she would have strangled Gil right then and there. The man seemed content with putting off the inevitable. Hadn’t Siduri stated as much? They had no time to sit around collecting information. They knew their goal and they knew what they all had to do. It was now or never, and she wanted now. Before she could speak and chew Gilbert a new one, Siduri appeared, almost as if she was summoned. Did the woman know of her plight? Perhaps so, in which case Faith was thankful that someone here understood the importance of the mission placed on her shoulders.

[color=F49AC2]”Yes, I am ready. I’ve been ready since it was told that I would be the one to do this. New York.”[/color] She didn’t much care for goodbyes and Gilbert had been dragging his feet on this matter. The others were either not here or she didn’t feel a strong bond to them yet. Bart, however, was another matter. The boy was more or less her only friend here. She nodded her understanding, knowing he truly meant what he said. His words echoed in her mind as she realized that she would miss him while she was alone. [color=F49AC2]”Yeah well, gotta do what you gotta do right? Don’t screw anything up or I will track you down myself. See ya, dork.”[/color] She knew he would understand the comfort and tenderness in her words, even if they sounded harsh. She turned and followed Siduri to the Carnivale, eager to get started.