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Tales of Faerun


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Ravenna felt deeply and personally hurt... was her ageing so obvious? Her whole life had been spent feasting to look young... but now it seemed only to have a small effect. "What i do is none of your concern... neither is what i am... but yes. I am a witch... and no... i have not devoured the youth of another in some time."
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" Ah, you know, there is an orphanage nearby, perhaps you can satisfy your needs there?" He said, now walking out of the room accompanied by stronger mercs. He was a merchant-master, if he could tell if a relic or antique was fake he could tell if an act was fake.
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" Sounds rather thrilling!" He laughed. " Is there anything else you require?" He said, now walking out of the warehouse into his entrance hall...the room was filled with exotic, mostly contraband goods. Edited by AnotherAverageName
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Ianthe awoke with a start, water sloshing out of the bath she'd fallen asleep in. Peeking her head out from under the water, she slicked her hair back and out of her eyes. She loved the water, and was most comfortable while soaking in it. She floated on her back for a few minutes, swirling the water around with her fingers, before standing up and stretching. The oils she'd put in the water had made it feel a little slimy, but she liked the added glow it gave her already silvery-white skin. Drying off, she pulled her shirt from the bath water and grimaced at how the bloodstains were still prevalent in some places as she wrung the shirt out. She dressed rather quickly and then opened up the white pouch from Byron. Inside was a thick, almost dazzlingly white cloak and, knowing her white shirt was most likely rendered transparent since it wasn't dry, she put the cloak on and fastened it with a brooch found in a drawer.

 

Hazel looked over at the bathroom door as Ianthe stepped through the threshold, "How long have you been in there? It seems like it's been a long time."

 

Ianthe shrugged, "I don't know. I fell asleep."

 

"I heard a lot of movement over the hours, but I'm not sure how long its been. The sounds have stopped, so I guess everyone's elsewhere. We should go back to the library and check there first."

 

As they entered the library, Ianthe began to comb through her wet hair with her fingers, feeling like her hair was being unruly.

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