Lechance

Del had taken a few days to set up her studio on Main Street and to settle into the comfortable accomodation above. The place was light and spacious, with plenty of room for private consultations, darkrooms, and in the residential space there was even room for her to set up her art supplies. Large windows and tall ceilings were ideal, and Del was very happy with it all. With the purse her parents had given her, she'd been able to fix everything just how she wanted, and it had even allowed for her to take on an assistant in the form of Mr Gareth Jones, a young married Ascendant, who was proving very eager and quick to learn.

It was the day before Del was going to open up shop, and everything was ready. She thought she'd take the time out to look around the town a bit, look at the shops, and hopefully to meet a few folk. It was a lovely afternoon, and the late Autumn sun was warming her heart if not her body. Her full length woollen shawl was taking care of that though, and she was quite cosy as she walked. She saw a figure approaching, and called out in greeting, "Good afternoon, it's beautiful weather for the time of year, yes?"