Maribelle had been looking for a place to get an axe. As trustworthy as she counted her parasol, it would really do no good against any proper life-threatening situation (and honestly, the scores of bandits she'd dispatched with it didn't exactly count as life-threatening, in her considered opinion). She'd been thinking of getting an axe, but honestly, right now, she had neither the currency to buy one, nor the slightest idea of where she could get one.
She was, essentially, poor in this place. Ugh.
But she did have her parasol, and that would do for now, so she walked into the Citadel, intent on getting some training done.
[Scenario 2: Open]
She'd finished her training - at least for the moment - and she'd actually managed to avoid getting terribly disheveled. Well, she may be an essential pauper, in this place, but at least she'd maintained the poise that was proper for her station. She sat down presently, taking care to appear the epitome of grace (when really, it was tempting to sprawl over, the way Lissa did - but goodness, she wasn't about to let that happen).
Now was a time for a glass of water, or perhaps a nice cup of tea - but, lacking those, she could wait, for now.
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Maribelle had been looking for a place to get an axe. As trustworthy as she counted her parasol, it would really do no good against any proper life-threatening situation (and honestly, the scores of bandits she'd dispatched with it didn't exactly count as life-threatening, in her considered opinion). She'd been thinking of getting an axe, but honestly, right now, she had neither the currency to buy one, nor the slightest idea of where she could get one.
She was, essentially, poor in this place. Ugh.
But she did have her parasol, and that would do for now, so she walked into the Citadel, intent on getting some training done.
[Scenario 2: Open]
She'd finished her training - at least for the moment - and she'd actually managed to avoid getting terribly disheveled. Well, she may be an essential pauper, in this place, but at least she'd maintained the poise that was proper for her station. She sat down presently, taking care to appear the epitome of grace (when really, it was tempting to sprawl over, the way Lissa did - but goodness, she wasn't about to let that happen).
Now was a time for a glass of water, or perhaps a nice cup of tea - but, lacking those, she could wait, for now.