02-28-2020, 09:43 PM
In Osrona, many were witness to the young Lady Pelleaux stumbling through the streets, bloodied and broken- but laughing and smiling as no one had ever seen her before.
"I heard she has been laid in bed for months now."
"Why was she even in Theria?" "Probably to buy out mercenaries for her protection. Serves her right."
"I heard she died of her wounds, no one in the manor would help her."
Though, in her bed, Aren vey Pelleaux sat, trussed up like a mummy from her neck to her abdomen, softly telling stories to her younger sibling.
And, for the first time, it looked as if...
"The young Lady has been smiling. Laughing. It's almost like she's a completely different person since she was maimed..."
"I heard she has been laid in bed for months now."
"Why was she even in Theria?" "Probably to buy out mercenaries for her protection. Serves her right."
"I heard she died of her wounds, no one in the manor would help her."
Though, in her bed, Aren vey Pelleaux sat, trussed up like a mummy from her neck to her abdomen, softly telling stories to her younger sibling.
And, for the first time, it looked as if...
"The young Lady has been smiling. Laughing. It's almost like she's a completely different person since she was maimed..."