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β€”β€” ππ„π‘πŒπ€ππ„ππ“ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ! β €β €β €β™‘ for a starter. β €β €β €β†Ί to spread the word. β €β €β €β™‘ + β†Ί for a dm to plot.

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someone has stolen demelza's priestly robes from the washerwoman's line. now she is giving a sermon in the first clothes she could purchase ( white tunic & bright red trousers, more befitting a bard than anyone ). no, you are 𝑡𝑢𝑻 permitted to laugh !

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❝ my . . . ah, there he is. ❞ she gestures to the tiny lizard, poking his head out of the bag & crawling out slowly. ❝ my apologies. he’s most adventurous. ❞

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❝ why not. i’ve got a few hours before my next sermon. ❞ she picks up her holy tome, cheeks turning bright pink at the kiss. ❝ i’ll have to be at the temple in the afternoon, though. ❞

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❝ i may only wear red in public, rose. ❞ her blush intensifies, & she looks away quickly. ❝ some food would be very nice. i’m famished, if i may say so. ❞

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she’s standing alone in the snow, with her crumpled sermon notes β€” some street urchins trod on them, & she has no money for the delicious food on display. ( 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 π’šπ’–π’π’†, as the unenlightened say, she supposes. )