[h3][color=3c9b01]Rearden Keane[/color][/h3][hr][hr]The person who stepped out of the doorway was, frankly, kind of a mess--her face was red with exertion, her hair askew, and her manner more than a bit wary. Rearden let out a long breath, and some the tension dropped out of her shoulders. This was a real person, in all likelihood, rather than some faerie trick.

[color=3c9b01]"Gods, no,"[/color] she responded. [color=3c9b01]"I'm not here out of service to anyone, least of all the witch![/color] She shook her head as if to ward off the thought. [color=3c9b01]"I got sent here..."[/color] She trailed off for a second. What was she going to say--sent here somehow? Been here for some time? [color=3c9b01]"...and I thought that the witch might have something here I could use to get back. To, uh, the normal world. Oh!"[/color] She suddenly went straight, then bowed deeply to Aurora. [color=3c9b01]"I should introduce myself. My name is Rearden. I am a wandering acolyte of Eldath, mother of the waters."[/color] She straightened, regarding Aurora with a smile. [color=3c9b01]"Forgive me if I presume, but... are you in the same situation?"[/color] The smile turned into a frown. [color=3c9b01]"Uh. Trying to escape Hither, I mean, not worshipping Eldath."[/color]