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| Livia Meiland | Feb 27 2008, 03:41 AM |
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"Let's just say my parents weren't as good at parenting as they should have been. It's not as bad a story as yours but enough verbal abuse and having expectations too high for anyone to reach drove me to the brink. No to mention an sign of 'abnormality' or creativity was out of the picture." She kept going forward and didn't look backwards at Natara. Her feet seemed to know their way around the path. Every once in a while her foot size and shape changed, mostly to keep the scent of of her. "Do try to drag you feet and hop about every so often, if you can. The manor doesn't like it when people follow us." She paused, "Whether we came across the manor, or Cathriss drew us to it we don't really dabble in. The place has a mind of it's own, follow the rules and you'll be fine. The 'other two' are Veran and Somerled. You'll have to get to know them better yourself, I'm not going to brief you until my tongue lolls out. Somethings you do need to know though." She mentioned, stepping over a puddle. "First, Veran cooks for you, he cleans, and does the majority of the housework. The house is fond of him, but if you wrong him it won't just be Cathriss after you, you'll be worrying about me too. Second, Somerled works on kidnapping the newcomers, but I get the supplies, anything you need you tell me." She finished, took a deep breath and massaged her jaw bone. She usually didn't deal with this, People in general weren't her thing. She didn't thank Natara for moving the branches. She didn't speak much for a while. 'That'd be useful with one of the groups that goes into town. I usually pick more stealthy people though. Talk to Somerled, you might be able to help him out." |
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