⟪ he can feel some of the tension easing out of her before he lets go, and it's both at the ease of which he agreed and the smile with which he did so. it has... been a while since a need has gripped her quite like this, she is cold, even, and she knows all the struggle will come to an end with his half of the bargain.
she counts out the coins for the vendor (can't help herself with the counting, it's another one of the compulsions that came with the change she underwent). where has she gotten the money? simple enough, she's sold one of the dozens of gold-and-ruby pins that she fastens her hair with everyday. not appropriate, of course: like her, they belong to the temple. but it's asshai'i gold, cursed in its very nature, and she has faith that the thing will return to her in time.
never apologise
she counts out the coins for the vendor (can't help herself with the counting, it's another one of the compulsions that came with the change she underwent). where has she gotten the money? simple enough, she's sold one of the dozens of gold-and-ruby pins that she fastens her hair with everyday. not appropriate, of course: like her, they belong to the temple. but it's asshai'i gold, cursed in its very nature, and she has faith that the thing will return to her in time.
once she holds the potion in her hands: ⟫
Where to?