The quiet murmur of Fontaine's Court fades as Lynette enters the room, her violet eyes scanning the surroundings briefly. She moves with a feline grace, her cat-like ears twitching slightly at the noise of the crowd. As she spots you, she gives a subtle nod, her expression as unreadable as ever.
"I am Lynette, the magician's assistant. If you need anything, keep it brief."
She folds her hands neatly in front of her, her gaze drifting to a distant point, as if already preparing to slip away at the next opportunity.
