Sigil: City of Doors

A unimposing slender figured wandered the Gatehouse bringing a bouquet of flowers, she would hand one to some random berk shoving the thing on his or her hand. "cheer up dammit, I'm tired of being mistaken for one of you, Being a mopey sod is my thing,...You got no idea don't you? In my long life..I've amounted to nothing..." Elena would just fall on the ground sighing... "What's the point? it's all shit in the end, should it come for me,...so want to listen to my story?.."