Gaseir smiled. "You're in The Quart of Shadows." He was sorting through his inventory, checking that certain items were still in check. "I am Gaseir."
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Imyas smiled as this man's disdain. He appreciated his efforts to disguise it though. This was the norm for the wealthy and influential in the city. Pretend excitement and masks made of ecstasy to please others, keeping up appearances and preserving reputations. "I had to take care of some business down here, actually. The Grand Enchantress is in quite a foul mood after today's events. Poor human wench, always lets her anger get the better of her. I don't suppose you know of this ithaelum-wielding renengade, do you?"
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A young brunette girl patrolled The Valerian Exchange, a basket hanging from her forearm filled with various fruits. She examined the stalls closely, looking for a particular fruit that would help quell a craving. She felt around until she withdrew a blood-red circle from a pile of colourful fruits. It was ripe and moved at the slightest of pressure applied by the girl. She smiled as she handed a faerie a gold coin and turned, spotting someone vaguely familiar. Her smile became a grin.
"You've been quite naughty lately, haven't you?" She said, addressing Cepharys. There was something in her eyes that had changed since their last encounter.
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Imyas smiled as this man's disdain. He appreciated his efforts to disguise it though. This was the norm for the wealthy and influential in the city. Pretend excitement and masks made of ecstasy to please others, keeping up appearances and preserving reputations. "I had to take care of some business down here, actually. The Grand Enchantress is in quite a foul mood after today's events. Poor human wench, always lets her anger get the better of her. I don't suppose you know of this ithaelum-wielding renengade, do you?"
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A young brunette girl patrolled The Valerian Exchange, a basket hanging from her forearm filled with various fruits. She examined the stalls closely, looking for a particular fruit that would help quell a craving. She felt around until she withdrew a blood-red circle from a pile of colourful fruits. It was ripe and moved at the slightest of pressure applied by the girl. She smiled as she handed a faerie a gold coin and turned, spotting someone vaguely familiar. Her smile became a grin.
"You've been quite naughty lately, haven't you?" She said, addressing Cepharys. There was something in her eyes that had changed since their last encounter.