[ Astrid is hard to pin down, often vanishing out of the Gallows or wandering afield or stashing herself away in out-of-the-way corners, but he does eventually come across her on the ground floor of the Gallows. Her gaze darts to Gannicusโ face, the drape of the cloak, the jug, the manโs smile. ]
Is it Satinalia again already? [ she asks, cheeky, assessing. Sheโs just recently back from an assignment, her boots muddy and her muscles restless; a break does sound nice. Thereโs that brand-new unattended tavern in the Gallows just opening up, where they could split the wine. Butโฆ
Innocently: ] Been around here much yet? Want a tour?
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Is it Satinalia again already? [ she asks, cheeky, assessing. Sheโs just recently back from an assignment, her boots muddy and her muscles restless; a break does sound nice. Thereโs that brand-new unattended tavern in the Gallows just opening up, where they could split the wine. Butโฆ
Innocently: ] Been around here much yet? Want a tour?