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Message: <blockquote data-quote="D'win" data-source="post: 2562665">Writing down Gerik's story as he speaks, you see two tears come to her eyes. She is not an emotinal person or being, but when a story, such as Gerik's, is told, all she can do is shed a few tears. Then wiping them alway before they fall into her book, she speaks softly."I am sorry to hear of your loss, but would you, like Savien asked, tell us the tale of your blade? It would round this portion of the story off, since you told us that your mother gave it to you."Laughing a bit she smiles at Savien's request to buy her a red wine. "I have my own store of this great red wine, but if you wish to buy me a drink of another nature, I would prefere a rum. I have never really cared for any other type of drink besides these two and a good tall glass of whiskey. But tonight, I will take a rum. Do either of you have a good natured story for my Book of Mortals, tonight all is well in the tavern and I feel happy."This was the first night in many months that D'win had felt good, like she wanted to smile. Hoping that Savien would take her up on her offer, she waits. Both for the drink and a new story, be it of a blade or of good humor.</blockquote>