[color=ec008c]“Disrobing? The larks of a cherished trickster has vested my gear with pandemonium.”[/color] She glanced and motioned her fretful pupils over the distraught apparel, speckled with dirt, sap, and moisture.  

Waving her hands to magnify the sieved disarray, she trusted the Abjurer would bear witness and magically cleanse her of this murky plight, but recognized his Eladrin appreciation for this levity. Her almost decade young Aasimar existence possessed not the hereditary predispositions to patience and abstinence the once librarian’s demeanor retained centuries prior, within her coveted candle kept walls. Sinful collusion now encroached internally and intermittently, with ever more so frequency, attributing to the wares of a more meager lifespan. Jealousy over Haemar’s unruffled composure slightly punctured her emotional hide. A stunted pant of exasperation climaxed in the interim. The envy eventually spurned, observing a short-lived animation, betraying no longer any trace of contempt or derision in the visage of the Celestial.

She calmly then answered the mage’s original inquiry, once again, in their own Elvish tongue. 

[color=ec008c]“Devils have their hypocrisy, while virtuosity guards my bed and thoughts. It remains not the kissing, but the telling that sprouts insecurity at times.”[/color]

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Betting on Haemar's Prestidigitation before the next encounter. 

Wick's Initiative is [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/2664]20[/url].
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[@Big Dread][@The Harbinger of Ferocity]