Woodland Gymnasia [IC]

[Nyrath]

"[divine]Mental tampering,[/divine]" Moira asked perplexed, "[divine]You mean mind control?[/divine]"

"Or emotional manipulation, mind altering substances, there's a lot of stuff that isn't straight control."

"[divine]Who would have something against her?[/divine]"

"If someone's messing with her it could just be to use her as a means to an end. Could be someone with something against either of us."

"[divine]Now who are you thinking about,[/divine]" she paused for a moment to wrap her arms around Alex to get ready for the flight, "[divine]to get this done?[/divine]"

Alex smiled as Moira wrapped her arms around her and she picked her up bridal style. Taking of from the clearing with a single powerful wing beat the dark skinned heroinne soared towards Port Regal. "Well, I wouldn't be surprised if you knew him. He's been around in Freedom for about two years now, name of Wilhelm von Treissen."

[Moira Morley]

The name circled around her head a few times as she tried to remember it. It was hard to think when she was flying with Alex, she loved the view and the lighter than air positions. Wilhelm was someone she had heard of. When you try to keep tabs on people you have to cross index your brain a bit. She had talked to almost everyone second hand. That's why she knew a lot. Wilhelm appeared on the scene a couple of years ago. A knowledgeable mystic. Keeps to himself though.. Maybe she would learn more about the man. Right now she was just hunkering in close and enjoying the ride.

[Nyrath]

Depending on your point of view the flight was either over far to quickly, or not quite as fast as it could have been. Either way the two ladies, with one more in the 'luggage', arrived at the Gentle Manor. Alex gentle put down Moira on her own two feet before knocking. "We should only have to wait a" The door opened. "minute." In the doorway stod what could probably be best described as a butler of the old school. "Welcome. Please enter, the master will be along in a moment." And with that said, the man before them seems to fade away.

"Well, as he said." The winged heroinne seems to take the ghostly butler in stride and heads inside. As soon as the redheaded woman followed her the door closed behind them out of the air in front of them stepped a very tall, rather thin, elderly gentleman. "Greetings lady Maenheld, and the wonderous lady Morley." He said, bowing deeply towards the pair and then straightening up. "Welcome to my home, I am Wilhelm von Treissen."

[Moira Morley]

Moira loved their trips like this. She wished this were a more leisurely. Maybe later? When they landed, Moira adjusted herself just in time for the door to open. Following the two, she looked around the Gentle Manor in awe. Not having any time to gawk, their host had arrived. Moira curtsied politely. "[divine]Good afternoon,[/divine]" she gently reached out a hand of greeting.