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The House of Ging radiated both ordinary magical energy and cursed energy. AstralLein
The realization that the name was in the declension state and originally sounded like "Ginga" pleased Camistella, as she initially didn't like the "Gingi" option at all.
– Greetings, Lady Ginga! – the usually reserved Lunar began the conversation in her usual manner. – Forgive my curiosity; I have spent my entire life far from my own kind, and therefore I could not resist visiting this place. If it is not too much trouble, could you briefly tell me what the community is like and whether everything is... well? Not counting the current political situation in Asugah, of course.
And Gingi's hair is simply stunning... even more voluminous than Camistella's. At times like these, one awkward question arises... are there any men in this world who can compete with women in beauty and grace?
Unlike some other members of the community, the chocolate-colored Lunar did not show distrust or contempt towards the human in Camistella's company; all that her gaze expressed was composure. - Please, sit down. Before answering their questions, she invited them inside and brewed some suspicious-looking tea for the three of them. Judging by the aroma, it was fruity.
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