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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 4626908" data-attributes="member: 17691">Dj'hân fidgets atop the Holy Warrior's shoulder as the group makes its way into the palace to speak with the occupant of the Crimson Throne the following morning. It's unclear whether he's unnerved by the imposing structure with its leering gargoyles and armed guards or disturbed by the crisp new white linen tunic and maroon breeches he's been made to wear. Regardless of the cause, the halfling boy looks frequently over the Holy Warrior's shoulder, apparently longing for the relative security of the backpack that Edmond though inappropriate to carry while meeting with the Queen.The newly clothed guttersnipe seems to relax somewhat when the armored woman greets them warmly. He sits still and listens intently to her as she goes over issues of royal etiquette. Having been caught up in her aristocratic bearing and speech, Dj'hân at first fails to respond when she pauses to ask her question of them. Finally the boy's cheek dimple as he beams a cherubic smile at the woman. "You talk real nice. My name is Dj'hân. Are you Sabine?"</blockquote>