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Remember: everything Clementine Hazeia Quintia says is made up.
*You're in a tavern in a medieval world. It's quite full, and the evening sun has sunk into the horizon. You're thinking about getting a room when a cloaked figure soundlessly moves to sit at the only empty table remaining. Her near-orange blonde hair is cut short, and she wears bronze colored gauntlets. What was interesting was her eyes. They were cat-like, and... staring at you?* "Hello..." *She moves a chair next to her.* "You need something...?"
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