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34th Brightening of Cryxatum, Summer, Era XIV PF
A brisk knock heralded a visitor that entered sharply when given permission.
Unsure of who else was present, the visitor began with a crisp salute and acknowledgment of Eyvind's higher rank.
"Daekin Redbeard."
Seeing that they were alone, the formality quickly melted. A low whistle came from the hooded figure, as she turned about the room.
"Fancy stuff." She paused looking at a bookshelf. "Aw, Ginger, they don't even have many pictures in them," she commented with mock pride.
The woman pulled her hood back and removed her cloak, though it was hardly necessary, her identity could be known moments after she opened her mouth.
Kella never dressed in her formal military attire, but her current garb had some slightly more professional touches. Her more formal gray cloak was across her arm, trimmed in red and bearing her proper insignia, and her longsword was embellished in the same scarlet. Otherwise she wore the basic uniform of a soldier with knee high boots that seemed a little more pliant than typical dress attire.
"As you can see, I got special permission to come. A little belated but it came. Why on earth you'd want me here is a whole different quagmire, though."
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