[P]romised Art
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Ethereal Eclipse, just outside Dahlia de Mai. Not the best quality post, sorry.

Let me show you the wonders of life


Hanna seated herself comfortably in the spot she and Lubomir had agreed to meet in, a pile of sticks just next to her. She pulled out her flint and one of her knives and struck up a fire, then poured water from her skin into a small metal bowl and balanced it over the flames to come to a boil. She withdrew from her satchel a small pouch that had huckleberries in it, and began smashing them in the pouch, then, when the water came to a boil, she dumped the fruits in the bowl to cook.


Next she took out several leaves she'd plucked from a smooth sumac tree as well as a few of the berries, and cut the leaves before putting them and the berries in the mortar she'd found back in the old lands. She added a small amount of water and ground the mixture, then set it aside. That left but one thing to prepare before Lubomir arrived.


Hanna withdrew the small case that held her tattooing kit and opened it. Within were the needles she'd fashioned of bird bones, hardened with fire, with hollowed points, as well as the funnel she used to add more dye. It was crude, but it served its purpose. She'd successfully done two tattoos with her kit, she doubted it would fail her now. Satisfied that everything was where it needed to be, she looked up, scanning the area for signs of Lubomir.

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