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« on: October 23, 2013, 05:37:02 pm »
[Alpha Party | Abandoned Manor]
Myrln tipped his hat to the woman. Not a Hat like that of a wizard - he wished - but rather the illusion of one he was maintaining. It was an ostentatious thing, deep purple and adorned with gold thread and embroidery to such an extent that it was onto wearable by virtue of being an illusion.
Milady, I do believe our working relationship has been excellent thus far. T'would be in our advantage to continue working together, I think.
All not quite truths, of course. He recalled none of the people he was currently sitting with, but they apparently shared the delusion that he lead them. He was happy enough to leave them like that.
And although he knew the woman followed Aphiliam, he found her aesthetically pleasing, like he wanted to shrink her and keep her on a bookshelf.
But why do we sit in such lack of comfort? A travesty, really. I could fix that for you, if you wish.