Meredith checks in on her companions very regularly.....possibly to the point that it becomes a bit of an annoyance having to tell her that you are alright.....she also writes many, many letters....the majority of them are bound for Baldurs Gate and positively vibrate with suppressed emotions as they are carried northward but a number are sent to Calimport enquiring after family members and former employers and with tales of many of the things she has been up to....not everything of course some are not for the ears of parents.

She plays with Malaka and the small pride she has gathered about herself from the cats of Candlekeep, chatting with them about goings on and recording their observations and interactions in her field journal.

A lot of time is still spent among the stacks....and she does pester some of the scholars about the whereabouts of any passages or gates to the Feywild...but she also spends time lying out on the stones with a book and baking herself in the warming sun.  Suffice to say she has a lot more of her mothers colouration after a few ten days, and her hair has lightened somewhat and grown out a little to just above her shoulders in a somewhat manageable sun-bleached textured lob.

She really, really,really wants to go to Baldurs Gate but can't think of an excuse good enough to shirk her duties that won't get her on the bad side of certain Avowed.

With the bonus she received she does have a fairly risque jade carving of herself made and sent along with one of her letters to Prysqis Durcelle.