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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 6658191" data-attributes="member: 20323">The lady of the lake, or whatever the spirit was, nodded and set the wine down, realizing Odvara's body was not accustomed to alcohol in any real quantity. Candles flickered as she spoke. "It's not that simple I'm afraid. Once I'm behind another's eyes I can't leave until sunrise. Oh, a priest tried an exorcism once, though I don't know how such things as done. But without fail when the sun crests the eastern mountains and falls on my lake, then I vanish into the lake once more." There is a certain degree of complacency to the spirit, apparently having grown inured to her condition.</blockquote>