“You have my thanks,” Mo’rtjaha says quietly and enters the space with timid steps. Glancing around she decides to take the closest seat available and plunk herself down in it. “Tea? That would be lovely if you have any, I’m not terribly picky I assure you.”
She sniffs, feeling tears well up again already but she takes a few breaths to calm herself.
“I had an encounter with the Pine Devil, you see…” Her hands wring together. “It…it…oh, it was awful, ser Sims!”
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Date: 2023-09-07 12:14 am (UTC)She sniffs, feeling tears well up again already but she takes a few breaths to calm herself.
“I had an encounter with the Pine Devil, you see…” Her hands wring together. “It…it…oh, it was awful, ser Sims!”