The woman drinks and drinks and drinks, seeming to replenish as she does so, the slivers of her skin that can be seen becoming fuller, pinker, fresher. She convalesces before their eyes, and though her gauze hides away the better part of her features, early indications suggest she might be a beauty, of a kind.
Her wits seem to recover partly as her thirst lessens, throwing an arm over Vi's shoulder to hold herself up. She can hold herself a little better now, but still struggles to walk comfortably.
She is Marath and asks to be released and to leave this wretched place, wondering if her people have finally come to their senses and sent these two girls to retrieve her. Will they all go together in pilgrimage, then? As she chatters, she waits to be released completely.
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To make things simpler, you can ask two-three questions (combined) you can ask before she is released. Drop a line if she isn't!
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Her wits seem to recover partly as her thirst lessens, throwing an arm over Vi's shoulder to hold herself up. She can hold herself a little better now, but still struggles to walk comfortably.
She is Marath and asks to be released and to leave this wretched place, wondering if her people have finally come to their senses and sent these two girls to retrieve her. Will they all go together in pilgrimage, then? As she chatters, she waits to be released completely.
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To make things simpler, you can ask two-three questions (combined) you can ask before she is released. Drop a line if she isn't!