Mjoll hadn't spoken to Lan often, or much though she knew of the mare was perhaps the best way to put things. The death crafter was searching her out, not that she didn't believe Lifen but the fact of the matter was; Mjoll was curious.

She was also not very sure about things since Bastion had his own special 'somepony'. So when she found Lan she stopped and gave a quick curtsy, "Pardon me, Lan?" She said brows furrowed as she spoke, unsure of how to really approach the conquest lady, "Lifen said you might be able to help me?"

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