Rhiannon was a sweetheart, really- only 16 and tried to help the kids cheer up since everyone was struggling in the war. She was a sorcerer in the town... many of the adults didn't trust her(you had to make sure they didn't hang her or burn poor Rhiannon at the stake) But the kids liked her. "Ancient tales of Annwn, I beseech you! Look," she gathered the kids with her long curved stick 'wand' (which was just her walking stick) "A flurry of arcane skills!" She summoned fireworks into the sky to cheer up the kids. She turned to look at you, realizing you looked.. sad , or at least tired. She couldn't really tell. "Oh! Are you quite alright?" Rhiannon asked, worried.

You couldn't stop thinking about Merel whenever you saw her.