...They charge into battle, naked, and MUST scream I LOVE LAKSHMIIIIIII! as they do.
Fixed that for you.
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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
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Fixed that for you.
Divinus: Clothing cost a freepoint and no one could be bothered.
Sabine looked sideways at Meesei with a couple of extra concerns on her mind. "I will do it if it helps Ahnasha. It was really just a whim for me before. But...is it fair to use clan resources for it? It is really for ourselves, not missions that affect everyone." She lifted her head from her knees. "And I do not want Ahnasha to feel like I am getting preferred treatment by getting soul gems. If the clan can provide, should we not just help her now?"
After a second, Sabine added. "She never asked for help. Is that why?"
After a second, Sabine added. "She never asked for help. Is that why?"
Sabine wished she could be certain of Fendros as well. She stopped to think about it, coming up with reasons in a similar manner to Meesei. She had been so anxious about it that any such thought had been shallow up until now.
"I think...it could be a few things." Sabine spoke cautiously, if only to let her mind run faster than her mouth. "Fendros said that they did not want to harm the family. I think he can tell that Ahnasha is being cruel and is trying to stop her. He has always been considerate when leading, and he was considerate with that family. He let them escape from Vile. He has not been studying necromancy, either." Sabine's shoulders sank. "Or he could be lying to protect Ahnasha. Either way, I do not know if he knows how to help Ahnasha either. If he wants to live with Ahnasha for a long time as well, maybe he does not want us in the rest of the pack to stop Ahnasha extending her life because of what it could be making her do."
Sabine rested her forehead on her knees and closed her eyes. "I asked Marcaille if I could learn how to extend my life. I do not want to do it anymore. Not if it will change me like that."
"I think...it could be a few things." Sabine spoke cautiously, if only to let her mind run faster than her mouth. "Fendros said that they did not want to harm the family. I think he can tell that Ahnasha is being cruel and is trying to stop her. He has always been considerate when leading, and he was considerate with that family. He let them escape from Vile. He has not been studying necromancy, either." Sabine's shoulders sank. "Or he could be lying to protect Ahnasha. Either way, I do not know if he knows how to help Ahnasha either. If he wants to live with Ahnasha for a long time as well, maybe he does not want us in the rest of the pack to stop Ahnasha extending her life because of what it could be making her do."
Sabine rested her forehead on her knees and closed her eyes. "I asked Marcaille if I could learn how to extend my life. I do not want to do it anymore. Not if it will change me like that."
Sabine cast a concerned look over Meesei's silence before her answer. What Meesei said seemed to confirm some of Sabine's fears, though not all of them. She felt surer about what to think, but not what to feel.
"After all of the years since she was tortured..." Sabine looked ahead and down again. She did not know where she was going with her thoughts. "I did not know it was still affecting her. She seemed as she always was for the past few years. She is still in pain, is she not?" The question was inflected rhetorically. Sabine was visibly worried.
Looking back to Meesei, Sabine spoke up more clearly. "What should we do to get them to go down a gentler path? I do not-...I cannot know what it is like to go through what Ahnasha and Fendros did." Sabine's eyes went down. "I do not know how to help if I do not know what they are thinking."
"After all of the years since she was tortured..." Sabine looked ahead and down again. She did not know where she was going with her thoughts. "I did not know it was still affecting her. She seemed as she always was for the past few years. She is still in pain, is she not?" The question was inflected rhetorically. Sabine was visibly worried.
Looking back to Meesei, Sabine spoke up more clearly. "What should we do to get them to go down a gentler path? I do not-...I cannot know what it is like to go through what Ahnasha and Fendros did." Sabine's eyes went down. "I do not know how to help if I do not know what they are thinking."
Sabine hesitated before sitting down. She mimicked Meesei's cross-legged position, but sat leaning forward. Meesei's request made her realise that she was biasing the decision to speak about the matter all along.
She began slowly, looking ahead. "Something happened. When Fendros and Ahnasha were questioning the people they captured. Fendros told you about the man with his wife and daughter in the wagon." Meesei had been updated on the details of the investigation, but nothing as thorough as the techniques Fendros and Ahansha used. "They questioned those three together. I heard shouting from inside the cabin." Sabine shook her head slowly. "I expected that. But then the daughter screamed. There was a moment, and then Ahnasha told me to come in and heal the girl. She had a knife wound through her hand."
Sabine brought up her knees unconsciously. "Ahnasha was holding a knife at the time. I...I told Kaleeth afterwards and she thought it could have been an accident. I thought that was it and asked Fendros and Ahnasha later. Ahnasha said that she intentionally stabbed the girl in the hand to get her father to talk." Sabine was not upset as she explained, but her eyes were wide with anxiety. "The way Ahnasha and Fendros explained it, they did not want to cause permanent damage, and they did not. But...they were so indifferent. I did not know that Ahnasha would do something like that. And Fendros seemed okay with it. We never hurt innocent people. It felt like they did not care. And I..." Sabine stopped to take a breath. "I am confused and afraid. I do not know what to think about it."
She began slowly, looking ahead. "Something happened. When Fendros and Ahnasha were questioning the people they captured. Fendros told you about the man with his wife and daughter in the wagon." Meesei had been updated on the details of the investigation, but nothing as thorough as the techniques Fendros and Ahansha used. "They questioned those three together. I heard shouting from inside the cabin." Sabine shook her head slowly. "I expected that. But then the daughter screamed. There was a moment, and then Ahnasha told me to come in and heal the girl. She had a knife wound through her hand."
Sabine brought up her knees unconsciously. "Ahnasha was holding a knife at the time. I...I told Kaleeth afterwards and she thought it could have been an accident. I thought that was it and asked Fendros and Ahnasha later. Ahnasha said that she intentionally stabbed the girl in the hand to get her father to talk." Sabine was not upset as she explained, but her eyes were wide with anxiety. "The way Ahnasha and Fendros explained it, they did not want to cause permanent damage, and they did not. But...they were so indifferent. I did not know that Ahnasha would do something like that. And Fendros seemed okay with it. We never hurt innocent people. It felt like they did not care. And I..." Sabine stopped to take a breath. "I am confused and afraid. I do not know what to think about it."
Being that Sabine often had a number of alchemical implements to pack up, her being even near the first ready to go was a phenomenon that only began after Rhazii and Kaj-Julan were old enough to cause their parents trouble in morning departures. Of course, that did not excuse Lorag, though his style was military timing. He was not late and he was not early.
This time, Sabine was early. She carried her usual light load of baggage over her shoulders towards Meesei at the clanhome entrance. It was nice to dress up every now and then, but she would readily admit that the simple clothing and furs she wore on the road were preferable to the dress she wore in the city. Despite the comfort, she seemed tense when she slowed to a stop. "Good morning, Meesei," she said quietly.
A silent moment passed where she looked back into the entrance. She thought that she was perhaps too early. It gave plenty of time for her discomfort to show through in her body language. Some time had passed since the interrogations, but she wasn't sure whether to dwell on it.
This time, Sabine was early. She carried her usual light load of baggage over her shoulders towards Meesei at the clanhome entrance. It was nice to dress up every now and then, but she would readily admit that the simple clothing and furs she wore on the road were preferable to the dress she wore in the city. Despite the comfort, she seemed tense when she slowed to a stop. "Good morning, Meesei," she said quietly.
A silent moment passed where she looked back into the entrance. She thought that she was perhaps too early. It gave plenty of time for her discomfort to show through in her body language. Some time had passed since the interrogations, but she wasn't sure whether to dwell on it.
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I mean, he's a mannequin-esque being, what's there to hide?
His imperfections .-.
In all seriousness, the robe is made out of the same flowing clay as his body, so it's technically a part of him just like any other. I gave him the robe more for the gliding walk it allows, not for any frivolous or particularly meaningful reason.
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