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@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

"Mm, yeah, those are nice too." Bernon wrapped his notebook in its leather cover and sighed. "Thanks again for letting me stay, and for all your help. I don’t meet people this nice very often.” He paused, seeming to debate with himself. “So…Tanrial. Speaking of…can I ask you a question?”

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

Bernon paused, glancing nervously at the dark windows. "See, the thing is….I think he might be following me. I met him a few days ago, in the hill country. He saved me from some bandits, but then he turned on me and tried to take my stuff. I managed to get away, but, um, I’m sorta worried. He seemed really determined to rob me, for some reason.”

@ElderGod-Carrots

Tanrial shook her head, “I’ll be fine, thanks for all the help. I’ll see you in the morning.” She smiled back. Even though she was feeling pretty drained herself, she wanted to stay up for a little longer.

@ElderGod-Carrots

Tanrial said goodnight as she watched Bernon wander upstairs and returned her head to the carving. She had finished and now a fire breathing wyvern stood on the bench. She sighed deeply and used the remaining part of her magic to put out the fire.
Struggling to her feet, she walked to her new room and quickly fell asleep.
(Okie dokie)

@ElderGod-Carrots

Tanrial was already downstairs, casually dressed and was making a tea when Bernon came downstairs, “Morning!” She beamed over her shoulder.
(All good, I’ve got a long weekend so I can be active more often for the next 4 days)