[pfsb] on the edge of the abyss

There is only so much that can be done to prepare in advance of a visit to Glastonbury Grove, but Moiraine is determined to accomplish every single possible nuance of it.

A cup of tea sits cooling on the table beside her, almost forgotten, as she pores over a map and a few sketched diagrams arranged in front of her. Occasionally, she taps her pen to the page or scribbles a note on a bit of scrap paper.