07-12-2018, 12:37 PM
A cloud of mist enveloped the portions of oil and soon it had disappeared. The fey woman smiled and climbed back on her horse.
"Until another time, perhaps. If any of you meet me again, you may call me Rime." she said, before spurring the white horse off towards the north.
"Until another time, perhaps. If any of you meet me again, you may call me Rime." she said, before spurring the white horse off towards the north.



