[sometimes, all one needs is intuition; wanda gets a feeling that sam might have a fair good sense of that himself, though she doesn't make a comment on it. she keeps to following him, arms crossed and hidden under her shawl.]
None of the Summoned get to live in Nocwich, so none of us are visitorsβ unless you mean visitors in Abraxas. [that's a joke that won't land: execution, zero.] But, I was summoned to Solvunn. It is the farm commune, if you've heard anyone talk about it.
[she usually can pinpoint where people are summoned intoβa feeling, really, and an educated guess from what they are and doβbut sam feels a little harder to distinguish. definitely not solvunn, though. she's sure she would have seen him otherwise.
the alley gives way, but wanda waits a moment before they cross the threshold back into the crowd.]
Maybe we should lay low and out of sight for while. [let tempers cool.] There's a tea shop nearby. I doubt burly werewolves will find themselves there.
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None of the Summoned get to live in Nocwich, so none of us are visitorsβ unless you mean visitors in Abraxas. [that's a joke that won't land: execution, zero.] But, I was summoned to Solvunn. It is the farm commune, if you've heard anyone talk about it.
[she usually can pinpoint where people are summoned intoβa feeling, really, and an educated guess from what they are and doβbut sam feels a little harder to distinguish. definitely not solvunn, though. she's sure she would have seen him otherwise.
the alley gives way, but wanda waits a moment before they cross the threshold back into the crowd.]
Maybe we should lay low and out of sight for while. [let tempers cool.] There's a tea shop nearby. I doubt burly werewolves will find themselves there.
[unlike taverns.]