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Dammit. She should have known the peace wouldn't last. He complimented her again, and again, the human woman shrugged it off. The Centauress, against her better judgement and the knowledge of what alcohol did to her race, downed her drink and put her glass down, inviting a refill. The flush on her face was equally from the drink as well as her embarrassment. 

[color=9B1436]"I'll promise to tell you anything you want about me if you promise to stop complimenting me while I'm drunk."[/color]


[@13org]

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[color=edd902]"I am not a learned lady or a scholar, I'm afraid. Just a simple maiden of faith, and Shephard to my fellow person. Though I cannot deny I hold my own musings and curiosities on the bigger questions, and I will be the first to admit there is much I do not know or understand. Such topics would be better left to the scholars, wizards, philosophers, engineers and great minds of this world. As for my servitude to the order until recently, it was largely a matter of where I was born and raised.It was no misfortune. I believe it was destiny. The grand plan for me needed me to have the upbringing that I did, to make me the woman I am now. They were brutes. You do not need to feel guilty for insulting the men who branded me a traitor and a radical for preaching love, equality  and forgiveness to all peoples, including women and Monsters.

Although, I would heed the advice of your Centaur friend. Monsters are more in tune with bestial instincts, and doubly so when drunk."[/color] 


[@The Irish Tree][@13org]