Enters a young woman, a young woman whose face is mottled with red birthmarks all over one side, and one hand as well. She has a book and a set of inks under one arm, a few brushes tucked carefully into the sash of her dress, and a handful of papers; and a very determined look.
"My lady! Lady Saren! I'm here."
The missing Dashti, from Shannon
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It's not really a grumble, but almost. Anita hates to be called lady - no matter what her shape.
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He turns around and looks at the girl with a mild air of surprise.
"I don't suppose you're talking to me, aye?"
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