As Felicity drew near the house, she could feel her sense of magic starting to flare. What is it?

She blew a loose strand of hair from her face as she diverged off the path, walking towards the direction of the magic. Hopefully, it was a person. Hopefully, they were friendly enough to be of help to her. As her alchemist's satchel bounced over her waistline, she found herself in a grassy field where the house was still in walking distance. Indeed, she saw a person there. She... looked familiar...

A purple haired woman with the upper frame of a human and legs of a goat. Her purple, curled hair covered her face as she caressed the fur of a fox with gentle care. Felicity realized that, indeed, she was familiar. Remembering one of the more friendly encounters she had in the Citadel, Felicity raised her hand and waved as she called out, "Philomel!"

Philomel! She had first met her in the Citadel, but knew her as the leader of the Gilded Lady - which currently had a Treaty with the Brotherhood! She was positive by the way Shinsou talked of her when the Gilded Lady was brought up that they must know each other somehow as well. This, however, was where only speculation began on Felicity's part. Still, she was an ally. Of course an ally would be able to help! Felicity approached her, footsteps soft yet weighed down by a day full of travels.