Wings quivering with excitement, Tamriel stared up at the doors leading into where teams of skilled folk would help her find someone to imbue some stones with. Grinning, the chimera gave herself a happy little shake and moseyed on up the stairs. It hadn’t taken her very long to come to a decision to come here. Truth told, she wanted a whole passle of young’uns to cuddle and play with and teach. And she’d honestly considered adopting, there was certainly no shortage of kids in the orphanages. But no, at least for her first child, she wanted it to have a little bit of her in the mix. Once she had a better idea of how to parent, then she could raid the orphanages for a bunch of little cuties!

Giving a little wriggle of sheer glee at the thought, Tamriel reached the doors and threw them open, marching inside. Practically beaming, she eyed the first employee she saw who seemed to be free and homed in on them.

“Howdy! Don’t suppose you could help me figure out where to go in this maze? Lookin’ to find myself a partner in parenting!”

She continued to smile as directions were given, a clipboard full of forms to fill out passed to her and a sincere wish of good luck bestowed. Then, she wandered to where she’d been told to go, found an empty seat and went to work on the forms. After a few moments, she looked slightly frazzled and her cheer had taken on a manic edge. Still, she refused to be beaten by a handful of papers. She was going to get herself a child one way or the other.