Synaria
Last of Her Kind
Matching the pace of Olivia, Ayslinn considered the over all schedule of the place. Nine o' clock was several hours later than she typically got up so she'd need to find a solo activity for herself to do at least until the rest of the camp rose. She figured reading would take up the majority of her time, given how interesting the dusty old tome Olivia was previously reading looked. The camp seemed to be quite relaxed overall with plenty of freedom, which, while not exactly what she'd originally figured, she was thankful for. Given the camp's inhabitants, she could only imagine the chaotic nature that these activities must involve. Ayslinn remained relatively silent. She could have asked what it was all like, but there was no substitute for actual experience. with a guide giving hee a tour, the locations stuck in her mind much easier. Having something to relate to different areas always helped her visualize the layout of a place, and unless she had either a map our a strong visualization, she was mute than likely to wander list no matter where she was trying to go. Her sense of direction was terrible. "After the brief silence she decided to ask another question of the child of Hypnos. Hopefully she wasn't being too agitating. "Do you have dreams of all the kids who come into camp? Like a property or something?"StarrySkyofLostSouls said:Olivia yawned. "Well.. A daily routine is be up before 9am for breakfast... Training after that... Lunch at 12... On special occasions we hold tournaments or events for each cabin to participate in... Like chariot racing, capture the flag and the race to the top of the obstacle tower... Then dinner and campfires at 8... Or whener the sun starts to set..." She said as she yawned again and started walking with her once more.
(@Synaria, night!)
((@StarrySkyofLostSouls ))