Terra was more than a little nervous. Tempest had read the letter and suggested that she should go alone to meet the man who wrote her. She didn't know him but she wanted Terra to break free from her shell and open up to those who shared her fate.

She only lived four houses down from him so it wasn't too far of a walk. Even so Tempest had placed her light purple cloak on her shoulders shielding her delicate form from the harsh cold and steady winds of winter. She wore her black mage robes which weren't the best against the cold. Her green hair was tied loosely back with several strains framing her gentle features.

Terra lightly knocked on the door her voice soft and gentle as she called out. "Hello? Is this Jacks home?" She didn't know what he looked like but she supposed he would be the person waiting for her like his letter instructed.