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Eilidh shook hands with Ditzy, and any fears Ditzy may have had about how careful he had to be were quelled by the firmness of her own handshake. Of course, Centaur were a strong race, and when Eilidh had to actually use her muscles, they suddenly appeared; lean powerful bulges in her previously smooth arms, as if by magic. She grinned and nodded.

[color=9B1436]"I will gladly call you my ally and companion. Your strength of both body and character will be of great help to me, and to this guild."[/color] she replied in her regular formal, chivalrous language, which was a contrast to his childish talk. Neil approached the two and asked if he should join them, to which Eilidh replied in the affirmative, with a smile and a bow. Eilidh still had a lot to learn about bowing in front of young, impressionable men whilst wearing her rather liberal tribal armor, namely that it wasn't a good idea. She should at least wear something under the armor to stop the jiggling. One day, Bart was going to need to have a chat with her.

With Ditzy also deciding to join her, the three were something resembling a merry party of adventurers! Rather appropriate for the Quest that she had picked. [color=9B1436]"Since we have chosen our Quest, and our party, let us make tracks as soon as we have made preparations!"[/color]

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With preparations made, and provisions packed and carried by Eilidh via saddlebags, the three set off towards Ambran. It didn't take long before Eilidh was gripped by adventuring fever and smilied at the scenery like a giddy child, and occasionally singing folk songs in the Centaur language. She had a rather nice voice!


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For all of Maria's sins, Rebecca had to admit that, actually talking to her, she had no fault of personality. In fact, Rebecca found her to be quite agreeable. Her tone and demeanor were now less judgmental and far more friendly and welcoming. Plus, it was very quaint to see her getting excited about sewing. Maybe there was hope to make a Lady out of her after all.

[color=edd902]"I do enjoy sewing,"[/color] Rebecca answered cheerfully. [color=edd902]"It's not just a very respectable hobby for a Lady, but I find it most relaxing, as well as rewarding. It is the joy of creation, but it never seems to feel like work."[/color]

Their pleasant conversation was interrupted when Bart and Lily entered the room. Lily called Maria sister, and looking at the younger mothgirl, Rebecca could see the resemblance. She did sense some familial friction between them, as well as resentment directed at the 'hominum'. Rather than [s]get involved[/s] get between their reunion, Rebecca instead turned to Bart. [color=edd902]"Bart, I wish to take the quest in Southern Pravar, despite the risks. I simply need to know whether or not it's talking about my old Church. I shall need a disguise, however."[/color]

Lily would have heard Rebecca talk about her 'old Church' in Pravar. Was she an Order Priestess? Here?


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