ℛ𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐞. ｜𝖶𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖭𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍．

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“Thy words art ambrosial sweet, my dear. I merely intend to keep mine mind sharp lest I falter during our trials. Even still, there is always more to learn.”

〖 She granted a warm smile in return and nodded her head. 〗 That we would. Mine comrades certainly be gladdened to share thy bounty, generous compeer. Thou’rt kind of heart and pure to think of us.

I thank thee! ‘Twas a but trifle to create. Thou wishest to partake?

⎡She gently takes it from his hand. She needed the energy. Taking a small sip alone and she already felt rejuvenated! ⎦ “I thank thee, generous compeer. Fatigue hath begun to plague me. I shalt be at ease for but a while longer now.”

〖 Don’t mind the Recluse! She is slaying an assortment of shellfish to prepare for a broil for her fellow Nightfarers as a treat. It’s taking quite a lot, but it is honest work. 〗

“Thou’rt a sweet and generous soul as radiant as the sun, my dear compeer.”

“More of the same, my dear. Slumbering and training. I must keep my mind and my skills sharp.”

“‘Tis good to see thee! Thou’rt well-rested, I trust? “

／／　Anytime I find a Duchess artist and they ship her with Wylder 🥀

／／　I need to write Recluse more, but I got followed by a taboo account last time I was active and it disturbed me so bad that I decided to take a break while I was on my corticosteroids. 😭 I need racist and weird accounts to leave me tf alone. 💀

Very astute, my dear. ⎡ She nodded; another warm smile upon her sincere visage. ⎦ I was but one of many witches nestled deep within the forest. ‘Tis only when my world hath fallen to ruin and my sisters slain did I venture beyond mine home to help mend its affliction.

Should I? ⎡ The thought perplexed her; her soft features mirrored her confusion with the slightest tilt of her head. ⎦ Names makest a man not. ‘Tis the man that makest the name. I am who I am and that is enough.

Ah, a lovely name! It befits thee well. ⎡ The witch smiled then pondered, placing a hand upon her cheek. ⎦ Mine own name? Remember it, I do not. Very little of my order retain such precious memories. But I am called “The Recluse” now. Such a title should suffice, yes?

“ A kind soul, thou art. Might I ask thy name? “

Daughter.

“ I thank thee. Thou art very kind. “ ⎡ She seemed very pleased by the compliment. 🎶⎦

“ A peculiar sort, thou art… Speakest thou does not? “

Just a little, when the mood strikes her. Perhaps the Priestess would care for a dance?

Twirling. ✨