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ɪ'ᴠᴇ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ, ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱ ᴇ ᴇ ᴋ?
ᴀɴɴᴀʟɪᴇꜱᴇ ʀɪᴄʜᴛᴇʀ
ꜰᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ
ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇɴᴛᴀɢʀᴀᴍ
ʟɪᴛ/ᴅᴇꜱᴄ
ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡ/ ᴄʜᴇᴍ
- ᴘᴀɴ
💜and🔁?
//when its speculated that the next Assassin's Creed game takes place during the Wurzberg witch trials in Germany
which is when Wicker was killed :)
She nods, flicks her spotted doe ears.
“Bitteschoen,” she hums quietly.
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She is very odd.
Make no mistake, though, she absolutely deserves to be in Hell.
And she'd be surprised if he'd ever heard of her.
Wicker, by the way.
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She… didn’t leave.
She really only works in the city. She’s kind of solitary and prefers to be around nature.
She’s lived in the land beyond the edge of the Pentagram for centuries.
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Truth be told, she generally ignores the least of the sinners.
Don’t ask what she does with the worst.
And she’s sure his… recent activities probably tanked his popularity. But she largely stays away from the city so it doesn’t bother her!
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Well, she doesn’t particularly care to see people suffer.
Also, she’s a coffee fiend and loves to share!
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She hums. “Once upon a time, it would have been.”
Scooting closer so she can help, pulling a very soft bristled brush from the small stack of supplies she keeps nearby.
“Come here, honeybuck~”
Thankfully the bathtub is more than big enough to fit the two deer souls—clean hot water laced with herbs, the heat maintained by a spell on the tub itself.
In she slips, robe left on the floor. They’ll both need the help to get through their fur, so she fully submerges, hair >










