[action in troia, for cecil and phone call for penelo]

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[Frimelda has been spending her time travelling around the continent, finding herself frequenting Troia when the need for a proper bed grows enough to send her back there.

This is one such occasion; after spending the night in the inn, she emerges into the town in the early morning light, relaxed and somewhat content, making her way through town, her first port of call being to stock up on supplies, her second, to see the state of affairs. So, she's keeping an eye out for Cecil.

She also takes the opportuntiy in the morning quiet to ring Penelo. Ring ring, Penny!]

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[she smiles somewhat wistfully.] Indeed... it was the ones that... thought they found an end, that never flourished. Paths continue. New ones are made.

[she nods again at the latter part.] By all means. I will follow you there.