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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=A887B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Tarashima Forest -- Ipharia's Camp[/right][/sub][/color]
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[color=A887B2]“That'd be Princess Avantasia. At least, while the King is sick.”[/color] 

The purple-haired cleric mused, though she didn’t seem quite sure how to address the second part of Hiroko’s question. Explaining traditions wasn’t something she had to do, ever, due to the fact of how other entities interacted with Alma and by extension the Silvercrest Dynasty. Even a lowly peasant knew how to tread within the Nine Kingdoms. There hadn't been a foreign entity that had inexperience with nobility in Ipharia's entire lifetime. 

By the time she finally returned to her camp she had tried her best to explain the courtesies and taboos, which may have not seemed to foreign to the three heroes had they an inkling of media and literature that resembled Eferion, which Ipharia explained was the name of the planet or at least it was by the conventions of the Nine Kingdoms of which Alma was the most powerful. As the three stood around what was once the cleric’s campsite, they could gather their thoughts as Ipharia collected her things, though much of her things had been trampled on by the goblins when they pursued her through the forest. 

Ipharia obviously was not too pleased at dusting off her scrolls and maps, but at least she had survived.



 






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