Heroist
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isn't she herself barely thirty or so...
Tsiel merely clasped her hands together and smiled warmly, believing that at this moment nothing would be better than to witness the dance of the young.
— I would be honored to accept your gracious offer, my lord. — the sincere moon-elf takes the offered hand.
A slight shiver runs down her back at the touch, but it seems no one is about to plunge a treacherous blade into it right now.
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