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Midnight
It was the night before Kirenestus's banquet, and already his estate was a flurry of activity. Small runestones dotted the grounds. Their glowing runes cast blue light on the plants that the Tauren tended. Due to the corruption in the soil, the effect of
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Thistle leads them not to the house, but off to one side. They're still within the light of it, but not somewhere they can be easily overheard by a guest. If there's security about, they might be overheard by them, but Thistle isn't on the lookout for them.
"Be careful of her," he warns. "The forsaken women. She's dangerous. She gave me a poison turnip." Pause. "Kirenestus said he wouldn't let her poison anything tonight. But be careful. Okay? If you see her somewhere else."
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She listened closely as he explained himself, nodding. "I see.. I'll keep an eye out. She did seem a bit.. mm.. odd. But she's also a Forsaken. They're all a bit strange as a people.." She paused as well, picking at the beads of her bracelet with one hand idly. "... So a poison turnip? That's mean. Why would someone do that?"
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"Yes. She's odd. And mean. She teased our goat. Snowy was scared. She wouldn't leave her alone." Then he takes a deep breath in. "Kirenestus said he wouldn't let her poison anything, so tonight will be okay. But be careful if you see her another time."
He shakes his head no to her turnip question. "I don't know. When I wouldn't take it, she hid it in Snowy's pack. I don't know why. Maybe her brain rotted."
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"Do you have anywhere to keep Holly? You'll probably want to have your hands free at some point.."
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At mention of Holly, Thistle looks down at the kitten, his ears giving a twitch. "No. I thought she could run around on the floor. Once we get inside." He doesn't sound too certain of that though. "I don't know if that would be okay. I didn't want to leave her at home."
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She was glad when the topic shifted back to the kitten, as she relaxed noticeably. "I think that would probably be fine. He might even have a place where it would be safe to let her run around and play without her getting underfoot. Someone ought to make you a little carrier for her."
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Thistle nods as he looks to the house. "It's big. Maybe he has a room I can put her in." Pause, small frown. "One where there's nothing she might break." A nod to the carrier idea, too. "I don't want to leave her at the house while we're out working. She might get into trouble. It would be good to have a way to carry her. Or a pen to keep her in."
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"And there's dinner inside.. dinner is good.."
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