The morning was chilling. Not Quite frozen but cold enough for Rose to see her own breath, and quickly get her fire started. It wasn’t cold enough to see the tracks of Jack Frost. but after rolling out of her sleeping blanket during the night, Roselyn had enough nipping chill in her bones to do justice to the tinge of red jetting through her dark blond hair. As both her temper and her skin thawed out, while sipping a heated broth for her breakfast, she huddled close to her little fire. Rose let herself get excited about being so close to Quenos, the capital city, where she intended to start a new life for herself. It didn’t matter that she could still see her breath, Rose was comfortable enough in her warm boots and cloak she had taken with her. As she gazed into the thinning wispy fog, she could foresee a bright sunny day. Not that Rose was any sort of mage or fortune teller. That was laughable thought. She just knew from her experience that this fog would lift. Rose only had a small pack to gathers her things in that morning. she was careful and neat as she stored her belongings inside it. But she was lucky enough that is was enchanted. Though it was small, it was be-spelled to not burden her with extra weight, so hefting it left her with more then enough spring in her step to get a move on. After walking no more then a league or two, Roselyn could see shapes growing in the ever-thinning mist. Huge and looming shapes. Somehow mingled with her since of wonder, she felt smaller and a little intimidated. Rose’s sheltered life of 19 years left her unprepared for the grand beauty of the capital city Quenos nestled next to the ocean, looking over the land as majestic as the Queen herself. Roselyn had never seen the Queen. She only knew of the tales of her bravery in uniting the races who would stand up for the rights of all peoples. That’s why she was here. For now, she was an immigrant like all those who travel far and wide to join with the Queen‘s cause, but someday she hoped to serve for a better world. Far from her woodland home, Rose had finally arrived at the gates of Quenos it‘s self.

"Hail" the guard greeted her with a bored uninterested look about him.

Rose nodded politely, and responded "hail sir"

After the man looked her over and asked her business. He directed her to a building for all new arrivals. Thanking the guard who just grunted quietly in response, Rose went looking for the immigrant director.

Before entering the small building, she slipped into a small wooded area, that reminded her of her homeland, and sinking to the ground she leaned against a lovely maple. Letting the peaceful feeling of the tree revive her nerves, And the safety of the huge city wills sooth her fears. She "Roselyn" had made it. The fulfilling of this this a milestone that left her future wide open. Yes, she smiled to her self.

A cool breeze with tinges of warm air pockets teased.. And tickled rose’s skin. She stretched rustling a few fallen leaves feeling Quite warm now in her boots and cloak.

"pardon me lass" gently spoke a deep slightly amused voice above her.

Opening her eyes Rose could see a big.. No not big, short but not small, man standing over her with his long red beard practically touching his knees.

Though started from her doze she was curiously unafraid of this gentle speaking man.

"I be Mollin if I may say so my dear" he chuckled then "and iffin I had a been bigger then me own self, I might ave been a tripin over a darlin thing as you to be sleeping here in the leaves."

Sitting down then as Rose Propped herself up and leaned against the friendly Maple she pulled her legs in close to her chest, and wrapping her arms round them. Giving Mollin a little smile.

Mollin gently asked, "where ye belong darlin? Surly not under this here tree? Though.. " he admitted "it be a grand tree at that, and proud be any wood elf as yeself" he nodded to me "would be to live under it"

This made her want to giggle. And, her eyes twinkled at this funny little man as she shyly admitted. "I’m afraid I fell asleep." Then added "I am new here and was going to the immigration building." and gently resting her hand on the comforting Tree. "I guess it was fitting for my first welcome to be this grand Maple"

Giving a satisfying smile at the girls answer and seeming good nature, Mollin probed a little." what bein your name miss? And could it be that I might assist you this bright day?" feeling amused and interested in this little elf-ling with bright eyes, Mollin mentally rearranged his plans for the day.

Perking up delighted at meeting so kind a person already, she said "I’m Roselyn" then sweetly looking up through lashes.. But I would be called Rose if you like to?"

"well then" Mollin puffed up a bit (we cant’ deny his male ego) "Iffin ye don’t mind Id’le be me pleasure to show ye about"

At which Rose popped up, leaves fluttering off of her to the ground and gestured Mollin to lead on.

With a big grin and the expiation of an exciting new friend, Mollin gave this pixy like wood elf a grand tour.

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Mollin, having only lived in the city a relatively short time himself. Had found the city a little lonely. And this this Sweet nymph like wood elf lost in such peaceful dreams, had made his crusty heart melt. Dry leaves scattered in and around her, laying there so lovely she could be a masterpiece of art hanging on the Queens own wall.

Rose was more then happy to be taken under Mollin’s wing though he didn’t’ seem much older then herself, he had lived in this magnificent city for much longer, and had learned many things he was more then happy to share. Roselyn like so many other survivors had finally made her way to the safety of the Queen’s capital. She intended to embrace the new the teachings of equality between races. As she curiously followed Mollin around the sights. The first place they went, of course, was where she had been headed to start with. The immigration office. The building was cozy and neat. Only a couple of travel warn new citizens warmed it’s chairs.

Mollin confidently swaggered to the desk and proceeded to quickly move Rose through the tedious paperwork, and after assuring the desk clerk of his assumed mentorship of the young girl, she found her self with housing vouger in hand and a map of the city.

"Now lass, there be several places where in you can make your lodging" Mollin’s lyrical baritone instructed. ‘most here seem to have housing in and near their own peoples, but you don have to stick to yer own that’a way" Ye ken live where ye will." he added "an iffin ye make yeself some gold ye can buy a right nice home"

Mollin took her to the seedy areas and the grand ones. The little neighborhood that captured her was castle view. And it did, have a view of the castle that is. She was pleased to hand in her housing vouger to the Castle views room keeper. And step into her single room dorm. She was delighted. Then, she saw the sun streaming in the window of her cozy window seat. She sat there a moment before turning her warm smile to Mollin. Then carefully setting her city book onto her little built in shelf. The room was not expensive and she was paid up for a week.

Mollin then showed her the market.. Where he said she should learn all about as soon as may be in order