Shadowmoor

Io stood at the MGD, listening to the conversations as she waited for the guildmaster and the others to be ready to go. She hadn't planned to go anywhere this winter, but when Deacon had extended the invitation to her, she had agreed. It would be a good chance to get to know the guild better before she joined. She was glad the Sarr had said that the guild needed earthcasters though hearing that Mieri was retiring saddened her.
She fingered the waylay at her side, where this time it was securely fastened. She'd been embarassed that almost anytime she'd really need to waylay something it hadn't been anywhere to be found. This time she'd be sure to have one. She thought back to when she'd left the ship with little to her self, just clothes and a small pouch. The Sampan was glad what had made her leave the ship had not seemed to have followed her here.