[color=MediumVioletRed][center][h1]Dullin[/h1][/center][/color]
Dullin had been rather displeased with how her colleagues acted so disrespectful to the spirit. Still, they had gotten her attention at least. It took everything in her power to hold back from blurting out when she saw the writing on the wall. The words where making clear sense to her, and they had a culprit. Perhaps she was right, a lake hag likely had a way to navigate the lake.

[color=MediumVioletRed]"Seems like we have our killer."[/color] She remarked certainly. It was good her friends where more foregoing with their questions. She had hoped to save hers for more personal.
[color=MediumVioletRed]"Will I ever be a powerful wizard, oh great spirit of the white lady?"[/color] Dullin Vainly asked, hoping to quell a deep-set fear of hers.