A journey long traveled (open)

[Gislaine Murroe]

The sun shone through the trees, shading the light from Gislaine's eyes as she walked down the worn road to Camelot. Carts and people passed her a she walked, her feet were beginning to swell so much that she could only walk at a slow pace, tired, hungry and in pain she walked for what seemed like an eternity. She could not take it anymore so she left the main road and began to look around.

"There must be some where I can rest" She mumbled to herself, if she was watching where she was going she would have noticed the root she was about to trip over but she didn't and she tripped. "This is not what I need right now"

She picked herself up and wiped herself off. She looked around thankful that there was no-one around to see her fall and she noticed a suitable spot to rest.

"Finally" She said with a sight of relief. She sat on a fallen log and placed her pack on the ground beside her.

She stood up and began gathering fire wood, when she had enough she placed them all together and said an incantation to light the fire. She warmed her hands on the fire and pulled some things from her pack, a half eaten loaf of bread which she only took a small segment before returning it to the pack and a book. She looked around to make sure she was alone before she began reading from it. It was a book of magic and she knew the risks but it was all she had of her mothers so she took every opportunity she could to read it.

[Lady Raven Silvester]

Raven was riding back to Camelot, when she saw a girl leave the main path. She sensed that this girl had magic as all beings with magic could sense someone of their own kind. Raven dismounted her ebony stallion and tied the reins to a tree. She followed the path and smiled. Raven was dressed in a long scarlet velvet dress. The sleeves were long and drooped at the wrists. She also wore an emerald green travel cloak. "Magic is now allowed in Camelot, dear." Raven said and her pentagram glinted in the light.

[Gislaine Murroe]

Gislaine looked up at the woman who spoke. She had an air of nobility about her that Gislaine was not accustomed too which left unsure of how to act around her.

"R...right. I had not heard" She said shyly fidgeting with the page between her fingers.

She realized what she was doing and quickly composed herself. She had just shown weakness to a complete stranger and in past experiences it was used against them. But she did not know how this woman would react so she shouldn't make such a rash judgment of her.

[Lady Raven Silvester]

Raven smiled and offered the girl her hand. "My name is Lady Raven Silvester. I have a manor in Camelot. Would you like to stay there with me?" she said. Her smile was warm and friendly. "Come my horse is up here." she said. She walked off and accidently dropped her pocket spell book. It was a scarlet red with a celtic pentagram on the front and her name engraved on the back.