Secret Life of Anabelle Reddor

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Some say you have to born a lady; others disagree..

Days passed since the incident outside the cemetery, and as far as the few adventurers in town are concerned, Ashe has disappeared. Admittedly, even before she wasn’t the easiest person to find in the city, unless she wanted to be found, but now it would almost seem she is avoiding any contact with anyone who might know her.

On the other side, there is a new face in town: Anabelle Reddor, a young maiden who has arrived recently from Thentia and is staying at the Dragon’s Eye Inn. She is an image of dignified modesty: she is comely, but doesn’t use that to her advantage, her gowns are stylish but simple, suggesting she might be from a minor noble house; she is invariably polite, even to those who might be beneath her in status. Despite her pleasant appearance, however, she has not made many acquaintances; she appears to be very quiet and perpetually sad. Thus, many have seen her but very few actually know her. When she’s gone, she probably won’t be remembered.

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Alone in the room she hired at the Dragon’s Eye, Ashe was trying out a gown for her encounter with another cultist. She examined herself critically in the mirror, a thing she had never done before, and complimented herself for the perfect choice of dress: black, with night blue embroidery, it was suitable for one in mourning, and she couldn’t help but find the colour ironic in respect of her task.

These last ten days have almost made Ashe regret this mission; she was afraid that if she had to endure any more of this nonsense she would face a serious risk of actually becoming Anabelle, with all the dresses and graceful stride and manners; it was easier for her to put up with the fact that her eyes were growing increasingly irritated from all the ointment she had to frequently apply to cause tears than with pretending to be a lady. But Ashe liked to think that she was above giving up, and continued to practice the steps, the speech, the expressions and made herself get used to the bothersome dresses, because soon, she hoped, she would have not only a mere caretaker to impress.

And so Ashe waited for the dusk, and a visitor…