He exited the tent to find an area that wasn’t too close so he could evacuate his bursting bladder.He found a spot, unzipped and blew out a breath a... his body released nigh on a metric ton of urine.When he was done, he walked for a while, simply exploring. He came to what he saw was a cliff; he walked to the edge and looked out at the vast landscape. He stood, leaning against a tree, watching the great vista beyond and seeing an eagle high in the sky. He continued watching as it turned and. For the first time Gregg noticed Mayor Dorothea Reynolds as more than a sober suit and decided that she was worth noticing. True she must have been almost fifty but she had taken care of herself. She'd not bothered with surgery or botox but the lines that she did have simply gave character to her face. She'd gained a few pounds down the years but somehow she carried the extra flesh well. Gregg found himself developing a less than civic interest in the holder of the office of Mayor.Maxine. Usually keeps clean shaven. Blue eyes. Tends to dress in a white shirt, black breeches and vest, and a black tricorn hat. Carries a rapier at his side.Belladonna Fortuna: Professional fortune teller and fairly skilled witch specializing in divinations and sex-based magic. Hails from the N’madi people, a nomadic people who are often not trusted by other cultures. 5 foot 7 inches tall. Weighs a little less than 11 Stone. 26 years old. 36 E bust. Very curvaceous. Long, black, curly hair, nearly. She's very warm and loving and wise. However, I must tell you, she's so unlike anything you could possibly expect that your first meeting will be scary; mind-bendingly terrifying in fact." What do you mean?" I asked. I was beginning to get worried."In order for you to learn to use magic, she first has to make it so that you can channel magic, and THAT doesn't feel good at all, at first." She said."What; what does she have to do to you?" I asked."Don't worry about it. It'll happen or it won't..