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[color=36D4FF]“Don't worry about it.”[/color]

The [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/e8/f3/65e8f37bbac4f4c6ee17d92e61eca515.jpg]cleric[/url] sighed as she finished cleansing the wounds the wayfarer had been afflicted with. She had seen it before, even among denizens, traumatic impulse reactions to sudden healing. A light breath left her, almost like a huff of relief, as she looked over toward where the leader of their company was, talking to the first wayfarer who had been brave enough to offer her an explanation. Lendie had always been like this, even before she had joined the guardsmen. 

[color=36D4FF]“Hopefully you will not go to jail.”[/color] She remarked, albeit matter-of-factly. [color=36D4FF]“Your leader seems to have caught the captain on a good day.”[/color]


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