The note was completely unnecessary. Its existence was an accident; there had simply been some parchment left over after Avis was done with her meticulously-polite letter to the Arcanists' Guild on the pitiful size of their library. Saving the paper for later and going to bed seemed a waste of a good writing momentum, and so Avis found herself picking up her quill again, smirking slightly at the thought of the duskwight who had lately intrigued her.Â
The Inn was mostly asleep when Avis located Xavarian's room with no real difficulty, slipped the folded piece of paper under his door, and padded away back to hers as noiselessly as she could.Â
The Inn was mostly asleep when Avis located Xavarian's room with no real difficulty, slipped the folded piece of paper under his door, and padded away back to hers as noiselessly as she could.Â
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[sub]Avis Inkwood | Qara Qalli
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