Kolandra instead chose to stay put where she was, close enough to the camp to be safe, but distant enough so as to not attract too much unsavoury attention. The portrait of the camp before her was deceiving; she could almost taste the distrust and disbelief within the minds of many of it's residents. All of them had their own grim stories to tell, dark horrors to rekindle within. Perhaps it was best if Kolandra blocked that out for now, she didn't need the worries of young beings to be scratching at her thoughts as she tried to meditate. Calming her mind and soul, the warlock lowered herself to the floor, sitting upright with legs crossed and face sternly forward. Deep breaths were all that she needed, that and some rest of body and mind. Some peace and quiet for once. [spoiler]je suis finni?[/spoiler]

[spoiler]What.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]'should we Finnish there?' in French basically[/spoiler]

[spoiler]I mean, unless you wanna do something. [/spoiler]

[spoiler]nah, I think this is a good place to stop for now. Gives me the chance to start a new post some time.[/spoiler]