Alyssandra's Cottage

[Alyssandra]

The modest cottage sat on the edge of the residential district in Imperia. It was an older cottage, evidenced by the difference in architecture. Instead of the flat roofs of the slightly newer buildings, Alyssandra’s cottage had a peaked, thatched roof.

A mossy stone path led up to a solid oak door and a large window allowed a glimpse of a large stone fireplace. A soft curl of smoke floating from the chimney confirmed that it was occupied.

[Virgil Masterson]

Timestamp: Solaria, First of Kalendryas, Winter in Era XIV PF.

It had come to this. He was a proud man, of course, but pride was something one couldn't quite eat when one's stomach was empty and the rent was due. There was a lot one could do with that situation, especially in this dark city by the bay, but for the moment, it did well to, well, take chances.

Hence his presence here today.

Smoke from the chimney was always a good sign. It meant someone was home, and that something was cooking. Prosperity was getting to be more difficult to spot these brightenings.

With a deep breath, the man knocked lightly on the door.

[Alyssandra]

OOC: Sorry for the delay! I think that the timestamp needs a little tweaking since it's currently Era XV (15).

Corrected timestamp: Solaria, First of Kalendryas, Winter in Era XV PF
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Alyssandra looked up from her dusting in surprise at the light knock on the door. She and William had arrived in Imperia just that morning so she wouldn't have expected visitors. As she moved towards the door, she glanced protectively to the small boy sleeping fitfully on a woolen blanket near the fireplace.

The petite auburn-haired half-elf opened the door slowly looking out at Virgil with questioning but friendly green eyes. "Serale, sir. Can I help you?" she asked with a smile.