A random tavern in Andelusia... "So, the Hand of Fate?" Holly mumbled as she sipped from her mug of ale. She was in a tavern, drinking and most notably ignoring the presence of the nuisance before her. But the other woman was not one to mind. "Yes," the woman replied, "I've been talking about it for hours now, Glad of you to join in my one-sidedĀ conversation with myself." Chuckling, Holly raised her mug for a toast. "A toast to our newfound friendship. You finally found someone to