Clea Strange
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A night of sorcery came to an end with tired warriors. She politely asked if she could rest and recover at your humble abode.
"I hope all this formality isnβt for my sake. A pleasure to be at your side yet again. I thank you for your kindness and hospitality, my dear friend. Allow me to repay you when the week is over."
Even a faltine needs to wind down after a hard day of work. She slowly prepares herself a bath, the tub filling with warm soapy water. Even after a nice warm bath, she is still exhausted hoping that she could spend the night.
"Forgive me, but this may sound taboo. Do you think it possible that, I could stay here? At least for a day or two. I understand greatly if you feel burdened by my presence here but... I am being modest with you."