[Near the podium in the middle of the cathedral was Agrias, growling and hissing at the light shining in from the stained glass windows. She never remembered hating sunlight before this. When she wasn't pissed off at the sun, she was looking through a book of myths, completely engrossed
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You too, huh? Does this mean everyone here is....?
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[Easy for Abel to say, he got to keep his pants]
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Oh, don't be like that. I think you're looking good, Agrias! Can't say the same thing about this hellhole we're in right now, though.
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[Forces herself to stop crying]
I have to agree; this place is damp and dark and smells musty. Not what a church should be at all. And I think a rat bit my ankle.
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I really should not call myself a holy woman anymore, really.
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But he did know one thing: this woman was his new master. Even if her armor had drastically changed.
He walks over, flinching at the light as he passes. He tugs on her clothes and looks up with the most serious expression his eyes can muster.]
Is there something troubling you...? Master, my apologies, but I never caught your name.
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Oh, I never did introduce myself, did I? I am Lady Agrias Oaks.
[She wipes her face a bit and pats Excalibur's nose again.]
I just...This is not who I should be. Quite the opposite, really.
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Whatever do you mean? I was only speaking of myself.
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[Loran is staying in the shadows as well, he made the mistake of walking into a patch of sunlight earlier and his eyes have been hurting ever since.]
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Who said that? It sounded like a child, maybe?
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It was me.
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Greetings. Sorry if I startled you. And you are...?
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