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Message: <blockquote data-quote="wings" data-source="post: 1802704" data-attributes="member: 9628">Parting waysAerda waits for the others to file out before moving from his place on the wall, his hands dropping from their crossed position over his chest to swing lightly as he crosses the floor. Stopping with half his frame out he turns back, and nods to Kester. "As ever, this is a game of men and gods, with we elves here to guide. I think I trust you, Kester, as much as I will find myself ever trusting those of the human sphere." He pulls his dark hood up around his head, concealing his ears. "Until next time.."And with that he closed the door on the man.He left the tavern, Astrule finding his perch soon after, blood of the kill still fresh on his beak. Aerda smiled, and decided to go to the shops, with the others. He had no intention of standing around uncomfortably in a human church.His silent footsteps slipped into the shop just as the other's did, he having jogged lightly through a shortcut he knew of from his extended stay to catch up. He also looked around, but knew there was nothing he could afford, if even he wished to afford it. While the rapier on his hip was rather plain, it had served him well enough on occasion, and he didn't have need of one of more quality, as lovely as it may be."Not being armoured will cause you wounds, which will develop scars, and isn't it better to be a healthy and gorgeous girl with a plain sword, rather than the reverse?" Aerda asked as he inspected a jeweled dagger.(midterms, sorry guys)</blockquote>

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