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Why would anyone call you such a thing? Are you a magician?
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The closer word would be necromancer, I suppose.
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Fascinating, I have never met a Necromancer before this. But I can see why that would cause fear, I sympathize.
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They didn't used to fear me. I was a healer. But.. hm. You said you're lost?
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Yes, I was looking for herbs to use in a brew, but I lost my way as I walked further and further.
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I can't lead you out, but I know someone who can. The wards in place keep me contained, but not her.
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Thank you, that would be much appreciated Fall.
I do not have much to give you in return, but I have one thing. *Reaches into a pouch on her side and holds out a single black rose* I grow these in my home and give them to people who are kind to me. -
Kind of you to reward me when I haven't even held up my end of the bargain yet.
*he gently reaches out to take the rose carefully, looking down at it for a moment, before he turns and startstarts walking into the forest* -
(not immediately killing or attacking her is v kind, shes used to being attacked, she's also v starved for kindness so she may do things like that)
Perhaps I'll give you another rose after we get there. That first one was for not attacking or leaving me. *follows closely behind, keeping at pace* -
[That's sad tbh]
You're a strange one.
*he continues walking, easily stepping over and around fallen limbs, tree roots, and debris, as if gliding practically* -
*Irathel chuckles very lightly as she follows Fall. She lifts up her skirt as she goes over roots and limbs*
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*eventually they get to a path leading past multiple gardens set up, with an old, but huge, dilapidated manor behind it. In one of the gardens, pulling weeds, is a blonde girl wearing a deer mask, and on the front porch of the manor is a bright red, thick furred cat*
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*Irathel stares in amazement at the place she's found herself in.* Thank you for leading me here.
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It's not a problem. Most paths lead here eventually, anyway.
Eliza: *at hearing his voice she pauses in what she was doing, head turning in their direction*
Yes. I'm back. -
*Irathel makes a polite nod towards Eliza*
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