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[color=EFD7AD][i][b]Location[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] The Patch
[color=EFD7AD][i][b]Interactions[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] Simon [@Prosaic], Manon [@PatientBean]
[color=EFD7AD][i][b]School of Magic[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] Necromancy, Illusion & Divination
[color=EFD7AD][i][b]Items[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] 1 Dagger, small component pouch (empty), cup of tea & food (in hand) 
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	Zhalia was quick to leave the food tent behind them. For one, she didn't appreciate that this place would see a constant flow of people entering and leaving, disrupting the quiet she craved. And for another, she didn't think getting to know someone was easiest here. The fire would be a much calmer spot, even though it technically had more people surrounding it than the food tent.

	As they weaved through the crowd, Simon asked her about settling in. Zhalia smiled. [color=EFD7AD]"Well, I met you."[/color] She shot him a quick glance. It was true, he was the first person she actually considered having [i]met[/i] here. Unless you counted the Coven Head, one Miss Lina Calvo. She let out a sigh and raised her eyebrows involuntarily at the thought of that welcome greeting she had received. Her head spun around to look for the woman but she couldn't spot her at the moment. Funnily enough, that made Zhalia's stomach turn. [i]Something about her...[/i]

	[color=EFD7AD]"Here we are"[/color], she gestured to the open fire with her mug in hand as if there was any possibility Simon could have missed it. As they moved closer, she could feel the warmth caress her skin. Anticipation put a small smile on her lips. She had always enjoyed the warmth of a fire, sitting in the dark night with a warm drink, a soft ending to a long day.

	As she walked around the fire, her eyes scanned the area for any free seats. There weren't too many seats in general as the entire thing was a makeshift situation but there were some outdoor chairs provided and some of those benches that would always squeak whenever someone would sit on them. At her coven, they would sit on wood logs and on the floor in the dirt. She quickly chased the thought away. This was not the time or place to be reminiscent. [color=EFD7AD]"There is some space"[/color], Zhalia pointed out. As she began moving in the general direction, heading towards the free seats, Zhalia carefully managed to actually not bump into any person this time around. She did not need to repeat the incident from earlier. One hot tea spill on her hand was enough for the night.

	[color=EFD7AD]"I am still adjusting"[/color], she began to answer Simon's earlier question. [color=EFD7AD]"But it seems like a really nice place. Lina Calvo... She seems really... [i]invested[/i]... in her people."[/color] Zhalia turned her head to look back at Simon for a moment. [color=EFD7AD]"How long have you been here?"[/color] She closed the last few steps towards the empty seats, shooting a shy [color=EFD7AD][i]"Hi"[/i][/color] in the direction of the blonde woman who occupied the farther end of the bench before sitting down and scooting a little closer to make space for Simon to sit as well. [color=EFD7AD]"I was gonna head towards the woods in a bit to collect some herbs. It's tradition."[/color] She shrugged nonchalantly, as if it meant little to her and was just a habit, but that would've been a lie. [color=EFD7AD]"I know the soup is provided but I'd like to pick the herbs myself. Or at least what I can find. You're welcome to join me if you like."[/color] Zhalia brought the mug to her lips to take a sip of her tea. It had cooled down enough to not burn her anymore.


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