And All Things Will End

She shrugs. "Same way as you, I suppose; right place at the right time. The merchant promised beautiful vistas, a short jaunt through the woods, and good pay, so why wouldn't I accept? I've been looking to take a little bit of relaxation time for myself, anyway."

A curious, almost thoughtful expression is painted across her face, and she fixes you with a curious gaze. "Remember Lethe? Were you there for that?" She says suddenly.

You don't remember that, and say as much.

"Are you certain? I know I've seen that face before."

Once more you insist, and she drops the issue. Her eyes become downcast, her expression disappointed.