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[of_mindelan]

[She isn't going to write out, "If the memory was real, I named myself after a horse".  She... just isn't.]

It looks like I've tilted before, in a tournament.  I unhorsed a Sir Voelden when he tried to run me through.  [She knows that everything she learned there is connected to pieces of her past - that, or the Ordeal is making her feel that way -

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[stonewave]

Nice to meet ya Mindelan.

[of_mindelan]

Thanks, Aniki.

[stonewave]

My pen scratching that easy to recognize?

[of_mindelan]

Well, I've seen your writing before. Mine has to be easy enough. [Because she uses a brush and ink, and her writing is fairly elegant.]

[stonewave]

Yeah can actually read it unlike some of the others.

...Still haven't thanked ya proper for helpin me out back in the Wilderness.

With the dog thing.

[of_mindelan]

I must have been trained in penmanship. It's not something I really think about. Thank you, though.

Think nothing of it. Anyone would have done the same. [Well. Not anyone anyone, but there have to be others, at least.]

How's Suzy doing?

[stonewave]

He's eating everything we put down in front of him, really good on cuttin down on scraps!

Don't think he likes me much though.

What about you?

[of_mindelan]

You might want to get him exercised now and then. If rappigs really are like pigs, he's going to fatten up.

I'm all right. [She would, of course, say this even if she wasn't.] Trying to stay busy.

[stonewave]

Think he's doing just fine as much as he pulls me around whenever i try to walk him. Needs a place to run around though. Just don't trust most of the places around here.

[A few pen taps.

Bored and nosy over here. What do ya do for a living?