Walks back into the Great Hall and smiles at the mention of how many guests have been and gone since this realm has been created. Smiling to herself and unsure if anyone is still about or wanting to be disturbed sits herself by the fire and begins to strum a HARP quietly.
smiles to herself as she hears the other musician join in, and nods in his direction with respect "you play well dear fellow" smiles and continues to strum, "how are we both this fine day?"
Rayne walks elegantly into the room, her long deep red gown flowing about her ankles with every step her bright red hair piled high on her head in a series of plats and fastened with a dove shaped comb. Spying no one about she settles near the hearth for some warmth. A random servant steps forth and gives her a goblet of muled wine. She nods her head in thanks and returns to staring at the flames while she ships.