every time she burns to ashes
Melita had never actually step foot in the Halenani – brothels weren’t really her thing (seemed to be way more up Sunjata’s alley) – so when the notice went out, she wrinkled her nose at the prospect. But since Maeve always seemed willing to aid her, and this was for the Smuggler’s Guild, she only dragged her feet slightly. Fangorn bobbed along behind her, grumbling and growling, and with her weapons bag neatly over her shoulder, they set off in the Longheat semblances, wild hair already tied back and away from her face.
“This was a good idea,” she proclaimed, by way of announcing her presence loudly once she’d cleared the front door. Her gaze peered around in a childish, natural sort of curiosity, before meandering over to the room, gazing at all the furniture. “Where do you want us to put all of it?” After receiving orders, she snagged at a low table, beginning to drag it out of the room.
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Melita arrives and starts clearing!
“This was a good idea,” she proclaimed, by way of announcing her presence loudly once she’d cleared the front door. Her gaze peered around in a childish, natural sort of curiosity, before meandering over to the room, gazing at all the furniture. “Where do you want us to put all of it?” After receiving orders, she snagged at a low table, beginning to drag it out of the room.
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Melita arrives and starts clearing!
she knows how to rise again
Melita
