>>5199887>>5199556>>5199299>>5199217>>5199187>>5199186>>5199180>>5199177>Spend your time at rest. Perhaps you can exchange some words with the subhuman dhampir.You decide to leave the handmaiden to what bizarre inclinations she may find herself amidst–you need not waste any more energy on frivolous meander. You can at least take advantage of this rest for an hour, perhaps a bit more..
As you begin to polish and wipe down the cylinder of your rifle, you find your eyes weary to wander toward your monstrous guide. She sits by your army hotplate, her eyes cast low as she runs a kerchief along the flat edge of one rapier. If your sisters were to learn that you set out with a dhampir, they’d be aghast (and likely pester you to know if it was anything like whatever their god-awful smutty romance novels are like).
“You’re staring a bit too much.” Lady Ava stares at you from the reflection of her blade. “You’re going to make me blush.”
>She never told you the purpose behind her journeys here. Why does she visit the bottom every couple years?>Ask for why she scorns humans so much. As loathe as she might be to admit, she’s still’s half human.>Ask if the smutty rumors about dhampirs are true.>Ask how that batsformation of her works. Can she turn into a fluffy flying mouse now?>Write-In. 