Meditation

[Anya the Bard]

Anyanka sits on top of one of the tables in the tavern, deep in meditation. She mutter's something under her breath. "Mine child, I vill find you again and ve vill be a family again...in zis life or ze next..." She takes a deep breath and sighs. She continues to meditate.  There is a piece of parchment on her lap with a sketch of an Orc child. Anyone who approaches her will smell heavy notes of sage and sandal wood.