D-012: Ethereal Forest Manor

It was a small manor, clearly long abandoned, but still in relatively good shape. Her ears tilted at the sound of water nearby, nodding, and made her way through the halls with a bit of wariness, but the dragons at her side were relaxed, her hound sniffing about, and the two nothing seemed amiss. She let her hand run along the chair rail, sensing the soft tingle of a preservation charm. That at least explained the state of things. She peeked into a library, but moved on until she felt confident the space was safe enough, as if it had been waiting for them. They were clearly deep in the forest, far enough from all traces of the distant city that none trickled through even to the dhampir's senses.

A cursory exploration found a stable and well, along with the spring and it's stream, the water deep, dappled by the canopy and crystal clear. A fox blinked at her from a patch of sunlight, testimate to just how long it had been since people had been here. People no longer registered as a threat. Tsillah nodded, moving back with a whistle that brought the canine back to her side, eyes scanning the library in its varied tones of silver and green, the weathered details and intricate carvings some cut into the wood around them while others were formed into the shapes.