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Moevyng 32nd - 8th entry (Outcast)

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Moevyng 32nd

- Azzanadra has returned to the city this morning. I have been avoiding him.
I do not wish to see him right now. I am sure that he will look upon me with angry eyes.
He returned empty-handed. His plans to root out any Betrayers hiding nearby has failed.
They have surely all fled by now.

It had been my intention to go down to the market and purchase a gift for Chunchi
It did not go as I planned.

What had started as whispers behind my back as I walked through the market quickly became murmurs. Eyes bore into me everywhere I went.
Stares became glares and sneers. Murmurs rose into snide remarks at my presence.
I was turned away from many market stalls.
Eventually, someone jumped up on a crate and started shrieking. Horrible things rolled off his tongue as he carried on, a finger pointed on me.
A liar, a betrayer, a heretic. He called me filth, screaming across the market that I was just like You.
Someone threw a rotten cabbage at me. It hit hard.
Once one was thrown, more followed. People emboldened by the first cast began adding their own into the fray.
Many Loarnik people just stayed silent, or pretended not to notice. A few of them stopped the others from throwing any more. The faces that were not contorted in rage were masks of horror and pity.
Yemani, back from her patrol, found me. When she rose to my defense, she too was pelted with garbage. She pressed me against a wall, using her body to shield mine. She simply curled around me and endured.

It was Balikro who finally happened upon us and broke the whole scene up. All she had to do was flash her Praetorian stripes to have people running. The added yelling cleared the entire marketplace.

When we finally found a stall that was still open, which took a little while, I ended up buying a pastry at a lowered price. The woman at the shop seemed so intimidated by Balikro. She practically gave me the pastry for free, just to make us go away.

Yemani accompanied me back to the Temple gate before excusing herself to go find a bath.
I sent my robes to be cleaned. I do not feel like going to the Bathhouse. I am just going to have a tub of hot water sent to me.

I will wait until after I am clean to take the pastry to Chunchi.
It is not at all what I wanted to give her.
I hope my paltry offering does not offend her.
Unable to take their anger out on You, they settled for the next best thing..


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:>-NOTE-<: The lorefails. There WILL be lorefails in this series. Please remember that this is a fanfiction and touches on many subjects either very loosely mentioned or not mentioned at all in the game. Assumptions will be made.
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