*Cloakless, the halfling shivered slightly in the breeze rising from the water.*

I appreciate the...housing considerations, thank you, Lemac.
We had best hurry. Nasas? do you have any more of those apples? Rag needs one as soon as possible...after we get back to the ship.

*With that she eyed Rag.*

This...should not hurt; tell me if it does.

Spirit of Wind
Child of Air
Lift his body
With gentlest care.


*Rag levitated into the air. Keeping a guiding hand over the hovering form, she immediately, silently struck out for the ship.*

Guards. No city guards. All end up arrested...


Insanity can be a becoming accessory.


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