Trouille

It was a small manor, clearly long abandoned, but still in relatively good shape. Her ears tilted at the sound of water nearby, nodding, and made her way through the halls with a bit of wariness, but the kiernos at her side was relaxed, sniffing about, and the two Hounds swam above her in their bubbles. She let her hand run along the chair rail, sensing the soft tingle of a preservation charm. That at least explained the state of things. She peeked into a library, but moved on until she found a door leading outside. They were clearly deep in the forest, but the distant traces of a city trickled through to the dhampir's senses. A cursory exploration found a stable and well, along with the spring and it's stream, the water deep, dappled by the canopy and crystal clear. A tyorii blinked at her from a patch of sunlight, testimate to just how long it had been since people had been here. Elves no longer registered as a threat. Tsillah nodded, moving back with a whistle that brought all three canine's back to her side, the finned pair leaping in and out of the air, their bubbles appearing and fading until they returned to her side. . Eyes scanning the library in its varied tones of silver and green, the white details and intricate carvings some cut into the wood around them while others were formed into the shapes.

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