Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 19, 2020 8:00:08 GMT -8
Her perseverance was admirable to those that reside in the church. The servants under the priest were eager to help at every turn and answered her requests without complaint. It was encouraging to see within the next day that most of the children were already showing less color in their faces and sleeping more peacefully. Even a couple of the adults were resting rather than struggling with sleep.
Two more days passed, and by sunset of that day several of the parents were thanking Viessa from the depths of their very beings that their children were awake and mostly well again - well enough to the point that they had to be taken home to keep from running circles in restlessness around the chamber. About two hours later, one of the mothers with her 6 year old boy returned, announced by the priest. She approached the cleric with a soft smile of relief still on her face, and carrying a small sack under one arm and a clay pot in the other.
But before the woman could say anything, the boy charged her in an attempt to hug her leg firmly in both his little arms.
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 19, 2020 21:21:19 GMT -8
Viessa was not sure how to handle a show of affection from a little boy and awkwardly patted him on the head. The cleric was not used to shows of affection by anyone. Convent life was a bit different from a normal upbringing... she was used to the cool, stiffness of the other women there... not that she had anything against it. It was just weird to her to be hugged by a child. Eventually, she set the boy back and gave a smile, "You behave for your mother," and then patted him again.
Her attention went to the mother then and she said, "I hope everything is well. Nobody else is ill in your family?" She had genuine concern in her gaze when she asked the question in her soft voice. The young cleric was not looking too well, herself; she looked haggard at the moment and pale like she'd contracted the illness. She probably had after spending so much time around the people who were sick.
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 19, 2020 22:35:23 GMT -8
The mother gently shook her head. "No, our household is all better now, and I can't thank you enough for it. So, I made sure to make enough for you at supper time." She held out the thin sack in her arm for Viessa to take. "I wrapped half a loaf of bread for you, still warm. We also wanted to make sure you had plenty of soup to try," she added, indicating to the pot in her other arm, capped with a simple wood cap. "Made sure it was still hot. Have you tried out potatoes here? They're really good in a stew."
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 20, 2020 19:42:16 GMT -8
"Good... Oh, thank you." she replied about the food. In all honesty, she was famished. She had hardly taken the time to care for her own needs. Her mouth filled with saliva at the thought of the still-warm bread ready for her."I haven't had a chance to taste these famous potatoes you speak of. Thank you very much. I didn't realize it until now but I am very hungry." Perhaps it would help her feel better as well. She felt like she had run herself ragged with all that she had done in the time she had spent in the church.
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 20, 2020 20:16:00 GMT -8
The mother gestured to one of the vacant beds, hoping she would sit down so she could try to eat something. "It's wonderful what you're doing for everyone - your name is already buzzing around town!" she laughed. "But you have to take care of yourself, too. Even when you're very busy." Her eyes moved over to her boy, who had wandered up to take the bread sack in his little arms and hold it for Viessa until she took it - eager to help. "I've already learned that one the hard way.
"But yes, the potatoes we grow here are very different. Always adds a bit of pep to anything you cook - I think it was an old farmer long ago that grew some potatoes near a couple of pepper plants and it crossed into something different," she chuckled. "But we started getting these new potatoes and now every household that farms has a row of them in the fields."
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 20, 2020 21:11:00 GMT -8
She did not need to be told twice to rest... at last. Everyone was alright and she had surprisingly lost none of her patients. It was okay to rest now. The girl sat on the bed in question, put her poor aching feet up and accepted the food. Of course, there was a quick prayer said before she took the bread from the helpful boy and tore into it. She had a nice, healthy bite stuffed into her cheek before she accepted the soup and began to devour that. The bread and soup were both gone quickly, and she gave a sleepy sigh in the end.
"They tasted..." insert genuinely tired yawn... "delicious. Whatever they are. Thank you for your kindness." The cleric fell asleep still clutching the dish that had the soup in it. She slept for two days.
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 24, 2020 0:55:04 GMT -8
The mother did a couple of rounds about the room in Viessa's stay when she fell into her deep sleep, ensuring that the few ill were tucked in comfortably and had plenty of tea. Before she left for the night, she carefully slipped the jar from the poor cleric's arms and tucked her in for the evening. The little boy tucked a sewn, plush sheep doll in with Viessa and gave her a pat on the head before returning home with his mother. The morning of Viessa's wakening was met with peace, as a few more heads had returned home after further improvement. A pair of windows on the far wall had been opened to allow in the warmer air and revitalizing sunlight, and there was a new creature now sitting on one of the sills. A very unique house cat was sitting upright with ears pointed inside the church, though it's colors were unnatural - akin to live fire. The eyes were completely hollow and white hot, and impossible to trace in terms of it's attention save for the direction the nose was pointed. An aura about the small creature seemed off, like the air over an open fire, and one could swear that tiny licks of embers danced off the fur.
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 24, 2020 7:24:25 GMT -8
She awoke from a dreamless sleep, feeling better than she had in days. Viessa’s eyes fluttered open only to see the beams of sunlight filtering in through the windows and feeling the fresh breeze on her cheek. With a long and luxurious stretch, she gave a content sigh and lay there for a moment while her brain defogged. The girl sat up abruptly then, rubbing her eyes. How long had she been asleep? She had no time to think about that, but then she looked around her and saw that most of her patients were gone. She also noticed the stuffed animal in her lap and picked it up.
Then something else caught her eye, something bright orange that she could have sworn was fire in a window sill. Was she hallucinating? She stood up on cramped legs, moving in closer. It was a cat. There was an intake of breath from her as she gazed at the beautiful yet strange kitty. Where had it come from? The urge to pet it was there but she knew better. What if it was a feral and scratched or bit her? Then she might get sick with fever or infection and that would do her no good, nor would it help the people. “Hello, kitty,” she murmured, not thinking it would answer her back. “What a pretty thing you are.”
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 26, 2020 19:05:54 GMT -8
The cat made no sound and didn't seem to move save the disturbance of the air around it from the heat that it gave off. It just continued to stare eerily at Viessa, unblinking.
The priest quietly entered the room and approached the nearest of the few remaining ill in bed and carefully placed his palm on their brow - smiling a bit when he found that the fever had come down. His gaze came up to look at the cleric. "You are a miracle worker," he complimented, looking very relieved.
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 26, 2020 19:15:36 GMT -8
She turned her gaze from the cat toward the priest and shook her head, "I only did what I was supposed to do." She smiled for the first time since the whole ordeal. She was a winsome lass, that was for sure; the smile made her face light up.
Her gaze returned to the cat and she tilted her head, "What a lovely kitty in the window. I would pet it if I didn't know better." She chuckled a little. And then she looked to the priest again and asked, "How long was I asleep?" She was genuinely curious.
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 26, 2020 19:26:19 GMT -8
"You were asleep for a couple of days-" He cut short when he noticed the cat, and a deep frown wrinkled his face. He moved swiftly to the window, waving his hands at the creature. "Shoo! Shoo, get out of here, you devilish thing!"
The animal turned and leapt down from the window back outside and out of sight.
Once it was gone, the man huffed a breath and looked back to Viessa. "I would be wary of that thing - it has the same aura as those red garbed strangers, and I only see it around when they're here. You would be right in avoiding the urge to pet it."
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 26, 2020 19:32:36 GMT -8
She was surprised at how long she slept but didn't reply to that. Her eyes widened a little when he shooed the cat away. "Tell me of these red garbed fellows you speak of. Who are they and what do they want?" The girl approached the window after the cat was gone and looked out over at the land. Viessa was truly curious about the man and now the cat. "I know you said they scared people, but who are they?"
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 26, 2020 19:45:23 GMT -8
"I wish I knew. They visit randomly, once or twice a month. I think they went two months between visits at one point. They come in, trade and sell and buy a few wares and for food. They stay in the inn, I think - I refuse to have them here. But beyond that, I don't know what they do or what they're here for. I just see them wandering around town a lot." He came to stand beside her and peered out to the busy town, noting at least three red hoods or cloaks amongst everyone else. "I've heard murmurs of a few odd people disappearing or leaving town after they leave, but I don't know if those relate to them."
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 26, 2020 19:59:01 GMT -8
"I see," she said with a hum. "Something is certainly off about them, you are right." With that, she pulled away from the window and moved to tend to her patients again. "Looks like most everyone went home," she said in approval. "I am glad there were no losses." She refilled tea for some and pulled piles of blankets off of others after they had sweat the fever out. "I want to know the source of the illness too. I think I grew ill from it as well, though not nearly as bad as others. I am wondering if it has anything to do with these men."
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 26, 2020 20:32:22 GMT -8
The priest gently shook his head. "It's possible, but I think it came from another traveling caravan that arrived before these strangers did. I already had two children here when they showed up in town.
"But, thank the heavens for your arrival, Lady Viessa. With any luck, the sickness was stopped here in the church and there aren't any others with even a small fever in town. And if you've gotten sick, then I would invite you to rest and allow us to see after the few left - yourself included," he added with a chuckle. "We can finish this for you, and make sure you are just as well."
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 26, 2020 20:54:40 GMT -8
"Hmm..." she hummed, then said, "I see. Hopefully, it HAS stopped. Were there any deaths before I showed up?" she wondered.
"I was brought here for a reason I suppose. I will be alright. I have rested enough. I cannot sit idly by while others still suffer. Besides, I do feel better than I did days ago. Sometimes when I heal people, I take their illnesses or sufferings into myself."
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 26, 2020 21:07:35 GMT -8
"Only the two, thankfully. And we haven't had anymore come in to the church with illness since you arrived. I would say that the worst may be over for this little place, all thanks to you.
"And I would encourage you to still take it easy, if you ARE taking those illnesses upon yourself," he added, a touch of concern in his expression.
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 27, 2020 7:20:16 GMT -8
"I did sleep for two days," she reminded him gently, and only when she gave the last patient more tea did she sit down. "It is my job and duty to die for people if I must. I take that seriously. Besides, I have nobody who will miss me when I am gone." She didn't sound the least bit concerned about the lack of family and friends. In her mind, she was doing the right thing.
She picked up the little stuffed toy that the boy had left with her and said, "We should return this to his owner soon. I am sure he misses it."
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Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Feb 28, 2020 6:44:51 GMT -8
"... that sounds like a rather lonely existence, albeit a rather kind one," he replied with a slight grimace. His eyes moved down to the small doll in her hands and a small smile returned to his lips. "Actually, I asked the little boy about the sheep - he said he wanted to give it to you. He also said that the sheep was made to bring him soft dreams, and he wanted you to have them, too. Such a sweet boy."
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Feb 28, 2020 16:47:52 GMT -8
She was taken aback because she was not used to gifts. It touched her, yet she didn't show very much emotion. The girl was strange. It was hard to emote when one was used to being in a cool environment where smiling was a rarity. "I will have to find him and thank him soon. He is a very sweet boy."
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