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PouchTempris was drained after shopping at a mysterious merchant. She was told won some fancy smancy cape and a really cool key but it would take time for her purchase to arrive at the guild building. That was at least what she was told anyway. She did not believe it though. She figured the merchant was being lazy or something. So that meant she had to prepare her clothes the old fashion. This meant she had to manually put on her black veil which had a gold cloth covering her forehead. She had a black dress with the symbol of her lord on her back and a hook for her sword. She had on a white shirt under her black dress and brown boots. She was feeling simple today. The loss of her hero still sapped her happiness but talks with her guild master managed to calm the small tot down enough to go back to her more usual self.
With this not down in the dump attitude. Tempris made her way to the client. It was in a weird part of town were people did not dress properly... at least in her opinion. They reminded her of that one lady in the beauty pageant. She thought about the woman's name for a bit before coming to it. The people here reminded her of Alisa from Blue Pegasus. She could not imagine herself wearing such little clothing outside. Wearing what she did at the pageant was already too much.
With a sigh she walked up to the building and spoke to the client. They were inside of this place called a brothel. Tempris never heard of the term but when she entered the building, she was immediately pushed out. Irritated, she drew her sword demanding that she be let in so she could do her job.
With this not down in the dump attitude. Tempris made her way to the client. It was in a weird part of town were people did not dress properly... at least in her opinion. They reminded her of that one lady in the beauty pageant. She thought about the woman's name for a bit before coming to it. The people here reminded her of Alisa from Blue Pegasus. She could not imagine herself wearing such little clothing outside. Wearing what she did at the pageant was already too much.
With a sigh she walked up to the building and spoke to the client. They were inside of this place called a brothel. Tempris never heard of the term but when she entered the building, she was immediately pushed out. Irritated, she drew her sword demanding that she be let in so she could do her job.
