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⠀❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐞. ❞⠀〖 Fᴀᴜsᴛɪᴀɴ Dᴇᴀʟ 〗
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🔞 / no ai
December 14, 2025 at 6:13 AM
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It was sudden. It was strange. Alas, it could be fun, and 'something within' her wanted Holda to have said fun.

⠀⠀"I'm not too privileged to have coffers on hand anymore. But I am sure if you /somehow/ win, we can work something out if the tab goes too high—I accept your duel."
December 14, 2025 at 4:23 AM
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slowly dissipated to its normal form in ten seconds or so. Holda stared down at her chest momentarily then and in disbelief after, expelling a displeased sigh. Her crimsons locked back onto Argos.

⠀⠀"You said... free meal? Does that offer go both ways? The winner pays for both wine and dine?"

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December 14, 2025 at 4:23 AM
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said: the words jumbled up in their mind. Bit by bit, her stern expression shifts into one of confusion, before the redhead attempts to respond to their competitive overture.

⠀⠀"We... I don't really have the coin...?"

The blue flame again blazes tall and radiant, almost 'scorching' her chin,

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December 14, 2025 at 4:23 AM
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collected, only to feel a tinge of uneasiness arise within.

Human interaction like this was not her forte. Their visage tilted back toward the Lancer—locked aqua with crimson—analyzing that cute albeit sinister expression, and she froze up inside. Overall, she understood little the blonde

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December 14, 2025 at 4:23 AM
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she'd want. When the blonde caught on or appeared to look her way, she choked on and spat out her drink, looking away to cough over the tankard.

⠀⠀"Pffft... ack, ack, ack!"
December 13, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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the tavern's usual clientele, and the Hexblade had not seen someone on her level during their travel. Well-kept hair and skin. An outfit nearly as flamboyant as her own. More akin to a noble Bogatyr back in Chione than any old adventurer...

Holda stared at her a lot longer and mesmerised than

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December 13, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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cheapest on the bottom shelf is fine."

It was poured quickly, and the redhead took a sip, cocking back to the flame.

⠀⠀"You know we can't afford that," Holda murmured, while her eyes looked to the side, catching a wide glance of their blonde female neighbour. The woman—Argos—looked far from

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December 13, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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customer. The tavernkeeper jumped at her before she could relax in the chair, asking Holda 'What ye be havin'?'

The blue flame emanating from her chest appeared to grow slightly in size and radiance. Holda's head cocked toward it, only to fixate back on the tavernkeeper.

⠀⠀"Uhm... the

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December 13, 2025 at 4:43 AM