Jacquelyn sweeps through the streets, fae trailing after her --  one green, one yellow, and one lilac. They take turns floating around her horns, tugging on the jewelry wrapped around them. One flies too close to the dog trotting behind the woman, and it snaps at it, barely missing. Perturbed, they settle on her shoulders. 
She arrives at her destination on the other side of town -- an old tavern. Jacquelyn greets the owner, setting the bag of game she's holding onto the counter. After a look inside, her passes her a few coins. Her brow arches at two of them- bright gold, and definitely from out of town. He shrugs. 
"Newcomer, last night. Heard 'im say somethin' about [i]leprosy[/i]"
She looks back down at the coin in her hand, suddenly thankful for her glove. "[color=CA90A8]Uh, leprechaun?[/color]"
"Yeah, that."
She laughs. "[color=CA90A8]Alright, alright. I'll see you later.[/color]"
The three sprites fluttering down onto her upon her exit, and she begins walking to her cottage on the edge of the forest.