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The tiny woman greeted him well enough, and Enkiel mused over her appearance ruefully. It was not something he had seen before, though Halo decorated her room with the pelts of her victims. Unfortunately, before he could properly be introduced a second new (and unfortunately, familiar) scent swept into the area. Enkiel focused his sangria-colored gaze forward, dark ears rising to a high, black triangle atop his narrow head.
“I hope you did not get into another fight,” the Aedile mused, voice lacking humor. While he had no issue treating the wounded, it would certainly do no good for his supplies to be used up by some fool looking for war-wounds. He dipped his muzzle back into the warm liquid, enjoying the tingle of the mint as it ran down his throat, and looked down at the girl. “I take it you have met…?” Though he had not introduced himself yet, he did not feel as if it was necessary. She, after all, had approached him. Helotes, on the other hand, had been introduced when he came back with a wounded body and a story of some madwoman in Salsola.
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