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Refreshed and revived, Nell had just come out of Senera's room and was closing the door behind her, when she saw Kharadmon leave his room too. With a smile she greeted the grey-faced elf. "Serale, Kharadmon. Senera is going to be heading to the military compound this evening with Yuoli, but he asks that you attend the pracenda with me, to represent the Wilderness Watch." Leaning back on the heavy door to Senera's room, she eyed the quiet young recruit, wondering what sort of company he would be at the dinner. So far he had shown himself to be a quiet and courteous person. Would he be so reticent in a more informal gathering?
Straightening up, she unconsciously caught a loose wisp of hair that had floated down from her topknot and brushed it to one side. Her long, red skirt swished slightly as she stepped forward, towards Kharadmon. "It's good to be out of those wet clothes, isn't it," she continued, grinning and glancing down at her creamy white soft linen blouse, "Shall we go down?" Hunger was beginning to cut a sharp edge within, and having finally relaxed, Nell realised just how keen her appetite had become. Suddenly glad of the invitation to pracenda with the owner of the inn, the young woman hoped it would be an opportunity to learn more about the city.
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