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    “There will never be a cure for that, no amount of medicine or introspection or love or magick can seal those cracks because they’ll be...
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    The little game of tug o’ war betwixt Midnight and Osytha has her so wrapped up that she doesn’t notice that Sabinian’s splashing...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].
    Osytha. Oh, gods. His evil little smile. How much are you going to give? So happy at the sight of her down here. You’re a fucking mess...
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    “Jus’ gradely, ta,” she calls back, yet working her way down rather more cautiously in her pace. White rockface scratches and crunches...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Preparing Providence.
    Those hands stay low and well-positioned behind their quillions relative to Osytha’s last-second unterhau, denying her the shot at his...
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    That dark aperture waxes, welcoming Rois’ eager flight into its arms. It swallows up the big man’s agitated frame and he’s gone, leaving...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Home Away From Home [M].
    “I think you’ve already done irreparable damage to the Common Tongue. I’m not sure abridging it will save us now.” “Aye, well,” awkward...
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    Osytha reacted to Duncan's post in the thread Duncan Ashmoor with honk honk.
    Born in Astenvale, raised amongst the Wilds, and descended from a family that hunted the things that go bump in the night, Duncan bears...
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    Why have you come to this line of work? Yeah, she’s been wondering that herself. Young, bright-eyed Osytha had been ready to sally forth...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Restoration.
    “Bleeding gods, girl. What do you feed that little rascal?” “Sweet potato, pompion, fowl, lean mutton, a touch of venison, plus t’ odd...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Hush, O Babe.
    Osytha nods. Sets the bags down for a spell, long enough to delicately eke out a little more space on Helena’s desktop; books stacked...
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    “… Right.” All of that to say nothing in answer of her question. Fancy or no, every dish goes with some draughts better than others...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Hush, O Babe.
    “Try and be at ease, Syrs.” “Yessyr.” Osytha unconsciously shifts to ‘at ease’; feet about shoulder-width apart, hands clasped behind...
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    Searing shame scalds the tips of Osytha’s ears into a brilliant, glowing scarlet. “Terribly sorry syr!” she yells, dashing forward...
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    For the second time now Osytha has stepped through this familiar threshold and carried out the little ritual: walking stick (with its...
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