Azrahari. My parents owed her a debt, so off I went to pay their due. She had me lure folks to her cabin, deep in the Savalirwood. Suppose my favorite trick at the time was summoning a few tears and saying my mother was sick, and how she needed help. Most would follow for that one - either a bleeding heart or a bloody one that heard there might be someone sick and easy to rob deep in the woods where no one would find out. I never asked what she did with them. Didn't find out for a while either.
Witches where I'm from are feared and scorned for their witchcraft. They're to blame for disease and famine, so large mobs form and persecute them. Under God's will, they're hunted and burned on the cross to purify their tainted flesh with holy flames. I wonder if you'd consider Azrahari worth this cursed title.
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You were in a precarious situation. I apologize if I had dug into memories you didn't wish to share.
She didn't cause any disease, or famine. Only pain and misery. In the end, no mob came after her. I did. And she got what she deserved for what she did.
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[ don't just ask this. ]
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[ They do not find it weird, apparently. ]
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[ coming over to lean in a little bit closer, peering at the glass of the helmet. ]
Used to do some work for a witch, you see.
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You're familiar, Mister Tavelle. [ The vibes are pleasant. ] How was it?
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Azrahari. My parents owed her a debt, so off I went to pay their due. She had me lure folks to her cabin, deep in the Savalirwood. Suppose my favorite trick at the time was summoning a few tears and saying my mother was sick, and how she needed help. Most would follow for that one - either a bleeding heart or a bloody one that heard there might be someone sick and easy to rob deep in the woods where no one would find out. I never asked what she did with them. Didn't find out for a while either.
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[ Just a general musing, but... ]
You were in a precarious situation. I apologize if I had dug into memories you didn't wish to share.
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[ dragging a hand through his own hair. ]
... It's fine. I'm not ashamed of it.
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Do you feel anything for it?
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