Alexander s'en alla brièvement pour remplir une pinte pour un patron local, avant de retourner dans le groupe des planeswalkers. Il a pris le verre de deux-un et l'a glissé vers le bas. En mettant le verre dans une pile, il a dit, "Eh bien, deux-un, je ne sais pas exactement comment vous servir. Je vous accueillerais volontiers dans la taverne. Il y a des chambres au troisième étage, mais je suis obligé de les fournir aux consommateurs payants. Si vous avez besoin d'argent ou si vous vous ennuyez, il y a un bulletin là-bas." Alexander indique au bout du premier étage : « Ce sont de bons emplois honnêtes, à l'exception peut-être des Dimir. Il est difficile de lire ce qu'ils veulent et ils l'aiment comme ça. Si vous voyez un travail qui dit de me demander des détails, je vous promets que ceux-ci auront lieu au large de Ravinca. Il y en a un là-haut à propos des problèmes de rats. C'est un travail que j'ai obtenu d'un informateur sur Kamigawa. Je voudrais envoyer Victoria parce qu'elle aime les emplois comme ça, mais non, elle a guilde affaires... » Alexander regarde Victoria pour une réaction.
Victoria regarda Alexandre et lui répondit: "Ne sois pas comme ça. J'aime être un agent d'exécution. Surtout quand le débiteur se bat contre lui. Hé, tu as toujours ce vin de Theros?"
"Vous êtes sur le travail, vous pouvez boire après." Alexander répondit comme s'il savait mieux qu'elle.
Presque comme si sur le diable était mentionné, un Clerc Orzhov a franchi la porte de la taverne. Il s'approcha d'Alexandre et dit: "Je suis ici pour parler à un marcheur d'avions..."
Alexandre a ri, "Vraiment? Faites votre choix, vous êtes entourés de marcheurs d'avions. Vous êtes mon contact de la guilde, n'est-ce pas?! Victoria est celle que vous cherchez." Alexander fait des gestes à Victoria.
L'éblouissement clerc d'Alexandre, "Je suis un homme de statut et de rapport, je n'aime pas être Inter-"
« Alors ne vous arrêtez pas pour un effet dramatique! » Victoria s'interrompit avec un sourire. Elle s'est levée et a demandé au clerc de se joindre à elle à une petite table. Elle s'assit avec impatience devant le clerc.
Le clerc a vu Laneslot à côté de Victoria où était assis, Il s'incline respectueusement à Laneslot, "Cardinal, je n'ai pas été informé que vous seriez ici. Vous avez mon respect pour votre station." Il a dit d'autres formalités avant de rejoindre Victoria à sa table.
Alexandre a traité un autre patron avant de tourner une fois de plus l'attention sur les trois planeswalkers, "Laneslot, deux-un, Aspasia, Comment puis-je rendre votre soirée mémorable? Nourriture, boisson, partage d'histoires, indiquez-vous dans la direction ou le travail?"
Name: Evelyn
Alias: The Dreamcaller
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race: Faerie
Class: Wizard
As a Faerie, it kind of goes without saying that Evelyn is very small, standing at a height of only about four or five inches and weighing less than a pound. Apart from her diminutive stature, Evelyn’s most prominent feature would have to be her silvery wings, which reach past her arms when fully extended and are adorned with a black pattern. Her skin, on the other hand, is colored a bright amethyst purple and adorned with black marks that accent the pattern on her wings.
Like many other faeries from her home plane, her hair is also black in color and is long enough to reach down to just past the middle of her back. Usually, she puts some of it into a braid with a variety of accessories while allowing the rest to hang loosely. Though virtually impossible for a person of regular size to see, it is worth mentioning that her eyes are silver in color and that they tend to shimmer metallically, especially when she’s using magic..
For clothing, Evelyn tends to wear dark robes that she accents with colorful threads or other bright accessories, like flower petals. It’s also quite common for her to use a gold thread as a sort of accessory, somehow tying it so that it wraps loosely about her body without restricting her movement. 
Magical Specialty: 
Using her dream magic, Evelyn is able to manifest the dreams and nightmares of others into reality in order to fight for her. Upon manifesting an aspect of a dream or nightmare for the first time, Evelyn essentially memorizes the feelings that gave rise to the source of the manifestation, allowing her to summon it again at any point in the future.
Evelyn can also absorb the dreams of others, converting them into a sparkling, silvery powder that she stores inside of small crystal vials. While she can consume this powder in order to replenish her energy, she primarily uses it for a variety of magical purposes in combat, like creating a smokescreen or a thread that she can use to trip up her foes.
Primary Color: Blue
Secondary/Tertiary colors: Black
Preferred creatures: Faeries and illusions
Favorite mechanic/keyword: Cipher
Home plane: Lorwyn
History: Evelyn was born in Glen Elendra, the faeries’ secretive kingdom on the plane of Lorwyn. Like all faeries in the kingdom, she was tested for innate magical talent shortly after being born, as all faeries who demonstrated significant magical talent needed to be trained before their abilities manifested themselves. Fortunately for Evelyn, the life of a scholarly wizard never bothered her, as it helped to satisfy her desire for knowledge. Unlike in most other cultures, however, the faerie wizards of Lorwyn view learning by exploration and experience to be an important aspect of their adepts’ training, and so Evelyn often found herself studying out and about with several other adepts instead of being cramped up in her room with dozens of dusty old tomes.
Unfortunately, life on Lorwyn wasn’t always as idealistic as it seemed. During one particular outing to collect some samples of a flower that they were studying at the time, Evelyn and her clique of other adepts came across an elvish raiding party as they engaged the boggarts that inhabited the small hamlet nearby. The elves, distrusting the members of any other race as usual, began attacking the small group of faeries as well. Before any of the faeries realized what was happening, two of their four were smacked out of the air by the nettlevines that the elves controlled.
Before Evelyn could fly away to safety, one of the elves was able to grab her, slowly tightening his hand as if to crush her. That’s when her spark ignited, transporting her away from the danger to a world unknown, which she would later come to learn was a plane known as Shandalar. After spending several months on the plane practicing with her magic, including her newfound ability, Evelyn deciding that she would spend some time traveling from plane to plane, collecting dreams and learning more about the people and places she was encountering.
Groups/factions:
Patron of the Mourning Mirrodin Establishment
Glen Elendra
Trinkets/ Inventory: A simple staff and a number of clear crystal vials
Other: 
 Okay. Here she is. Let me know what you think. :3