"Alright..." Rose echoes, not really invested in the question. She hadn't payed attention for an answer, more so watching the commotion that was going on outside. Apparently soldiers had found a tavern a good place to start enlisting people. And among them was... Oh. 

Grace Adarlan. The woman who had wanted her head for dealing with a rogue god. The first time they had met, Rose referred to her as the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. The two had become somewhat good friends, at least until Grace remembered her face and found out she had been murdering people in Adarla for years. There was no point in trying to explain her possession, therefore running away was the only option.

Rose instinctively pulled her scarf up, covering all but her eyes. The last thing she wanted was to be chased around an entire city again.

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