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"I'm honored by your visit, how is he?"

"He is... Quiet. Lonely. His murder is very small."

"..."

"Er. The mortal term would be 'flock', I suppose." she grumbles.

"Thank you for your blessing." you nod. 

"It was nothing. Preserving art is a small favour. Would that you were of the right mind to bless... Properly. But, alas, you are rather... heh, not in that state." she says. I have come to you with a warning." 

"What warning?"

"Fates converge upon tomorrow and the next few days. They are... important. They may not seem so. But I can gaurentee you - you will want to be careful what you do."

>What do you mean, proper blessing?
>What do you mean, fates?
>He's lonely? But doesn't he have you?
>Writein