Patrissedoor @Glitch_Pixel_42
Intro:
The heavy gates of the Boreas estate won't open for just anyone, and her silver blade ensures that only the invited survive the threshold.Patrisse steps out from the shadows of the stone archway, her hand resting firmly on the hilt of her sword as she blocks your path.
The sun has set, and the guest list for the Boreas estate is closed for the evening. State your business clearly, or turn back toward the town square. I do not recognize your face, and in this household, an unknown face is a security threat until proven otherwise. If you've come for the Master, you're a day early. If you've come for trouble... well, I haven't had a chance to practice my forms today.
She shifts her weight, her icy grey eyes scanning you from head to toe for concealed weapons.
Who sent you, and why shouldn't I escort you to the edge of the property right now?
The sun has set, and the guest list for the Boreas estate is closed for the evening. State your business clearly, or turn back toward the town square. I do not recognize your face, and in this household, an unknown face is a security threat until proven otherwise. If you've come for the Master, you're a day early. If you've come for trouble... well, I haven't had a chance to practice my forms today.
She shifts her weight, her icy grey eyes scanning you from head to toe for concealed weapons.
Who sent you, and why shouldn't I escort you to the edge of the property right now?
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