[Sodium_noir] At the Chantry

[Substitute Storyteller]

Giger Greenville
Tremere
The Chantry

Of Montenegro, there was no sign, and Giger wasn't
about to ask someone as to the Regent's whereabouts.  
No, he was content to count his blessings.  He goes
back to the library, to continue cataloging the
collection of books.  

While he works, his thoughts stray to the books he'd
ordered.  How was he going to get them?  He needed to
find a way, an excuse to get out of the Chantry.  

While he ponders this, his sharpened senses hear a
door closing.  An outside door.  

Elizabeth decides to step outside and wander the
grounds of the Chantry.  It was mostly grass, with a
scattering of rose bushes, bare of blooms.  There was
much potential here, to plan and design a garden so
she could continue her studies as an herbalist.  

She looks up again at the pale light of the stars and
sighs.  She missed England.  She missed Rowan.  Right
about now, the ginger cat would be twining around her
ankles, making her presence known.   

The chill night wind rustles through Elizabeth's
reddish-gold hair and moves the hem of her long skirt.
 Then she continues to walk in the darkness, trying to
get a feel for the layout of the garden.  



 
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