5th Dec 2014, 4:30 AM in The Rite of Serfdom


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[[Ottar helps Norla into the vest he has sewn for her.]] / Ottar: Here, forseek this. Seldom get I to sew for another fae. / Norla: Heh. Perhaps you should embrace my religion. / Ottar: Oh, I like not the wearing of them. But the making.
Norla: Yes, it's a much better fit. Thanks! / Ottar: 'Tis not a thing. All I get for to do here is darn socks. / Norla: Socks! We'll need some of Jake's! / Ottar: ...Uhm... they shall be usesomehoodless. I washed them yesterday.
[[Atra enters through one of the doors while Ottar is talking to Norla. Atra looks like an old woman.]] / Ottar: Asides, she now has warding spells. Three days ago, masteress Kel used the socks on her. As I looked back, she was working new magery.
[[Atra dispells the illusion, turning into a young woman.]] / Atra: I can't be having with that in my forest. Let's take a look.
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Reinder Dijkhuis 5th Dec 2014, 4:30 AM edit delete
Reinder Dijkhuis
Originally published on November 10, 2003.