Ca'daan saw the shine of silver in Vrenna's left hand, a gleam off of her palm spike.
Vrenna was carrying a palm spike.
Vrenna was holding axes in both hands.
She said, "Mrs. Cavendish does not."
A blonde man paints on a wall.
I'm very excited to eventually go and visit my father at a nursing home.
It was shown to the by Susan.
A human in a shirt
The people are sitting.