a voluptuous woman dressed in dark blue velvet over white cloth.
If karma low :
"Have you nothing better to do?" she asks pointedly. "Please excuse us."
Initial visit :
"Hello there, stranger. Can I help you?"
Subsequent visits :
"I'm Sylaina Moorehead."
"When I need some money for food and such, I work as a seamstress."
"Most of the time, however, I live off the seashore."
"Yes. I used to make such fine clothes for my Nathaniel..."
"Though he was not a bad husband, I'll always remember him as something of a scoundrel."
She smiles and her lovely eyes sparkle with memories.
"They say he went down in a storm. He was a pirate."
"I'm a widow now. I live in a cottage on the beach."
"There's always a bit of fish or gull's eggs to eat, with lobster once in a while."
"I'm as carefree as a gypsy."
"My husband left me a little money, to support myself for a time, but I still like to sew fine clothing."
"There are few things as relaxing as embroidering and sitting by the ocean, listening to the surf."
"They travel the road between Britain and Trinsic."
"Normally I like them. They're a merry lot."
"But one time a group of gypsies stole my prized locket!"
"My husband left me a gold locket."
"It contained a piece of an old ship's chart. He said that chart would make me rich."
"I didn't really care about the chart. But the locket..."
"That locket was all I had to remember Nathaniel by."
She sighs and looks away for a moment.
"My husband left me a gold locket wrapped in a piece of an old ship's chart. Maybe that's what you seek."
"I don't have the locket or the map anymore. The gypsies came by one day and stole them."
"Yes--some gypsies are trustworthy, but others are scoundrels!"
"Sorry, I cannot help you with that."