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Her cautious optimistic attitude? Derugonia couldn’t help a proud smirk. If only she could tell the boy she’d been farming crops in some corner of Arethil or another long before he was even a twinkle in his father’s eye. She nodded in deferral, appreciative of his solidarity toward their mutual...

She nodded, satisfied by his well-spoken answer and his trust. He was kind and generous, and a little naive, but he was still cautious in some ventures. She could not commend much more experienced men with the same regard. "My honest opinion?" Derugonia surveyed the fields briefly. "It is not...

The winds of late spring still had a bite to them as they whipped across the empty fields. Yet, as the blade of the hoe split the hard earth, there was more give than there had been yesterday. The nip of the air had fewer teeth and Derugonia found that by midday she longed to be free of her coat...

There was always so much festivity around the winter solstice. Derugonia had been around long enough to understand the human need for a halfway point, a celebration to mark the coming of something good. Winter had taken its toll on the land as much as their human spirits. The longest night of...

Well that was easy. She shook her head, reinforcing that she had no family. Not one with her, at least, and certainly one that was never going to be coming here. Regarding her ability to work tomorrow, she nodded curtly. "I require only an evening’s rest, my lord, and then my skills are yours...

No lady of the house? "My apologies, my lord." She lowered her eyes, a vision of etiquette and penitence. Good work, Derugonia. Shove your foot in your mouth a bit deeper. She looked up again when Llewen addressed her. “Oh, no. Thank you. My standards at present are very low and this seat is a...

Derugonia hummed in some idle response that might have been agreement or argument, but passed no remarks on his castle. He'd advertised for help restoring it; this room alone was already exceeding expectations. She laughed, a sound not as refined and delicate as those of courtly ladies, but a...

There was a certain art to playing the fair damsel, and Derugonia had perfected it over centuries. When one preyed upon and hunted within civilization, one learned the importance of a safety net and the necessity of one’s public perception. It was also easier to deceive someone based on a...

Telling herself that every step was one closer to a warm, glowing hearth, Derugonia kept going. When she caught sight of the blanketed horse and rider, she nearly sat down in the snow in relief. Without knowing whether or not it was someone coming to her aid, however, she pushed onward. By the...

The wind bit through her woolen cloak, clasped tightly around her as she paused at the eave of the forest. It was a bitterly cold night. The blizzard had come out of nowhere, proving again that she had a terrible sense of timing and an even worse gauge of the weather. Thankfully, however, she...

Derugonia listened without interrupting him, eyes perpetually fixed and brows high. She laughed occasionally, but never offered anything that might alter the path of his response from its natural course. The more he spoke, the more she resolved that he was a very odd man, but not at all the...

The wild conversation only continued. Brows high in amusement and disbelief, she tracked the path of his hand and the arc of color that formed in its wake. What did potatoes have to do with magic? "Ah, no," she admitted with a light laugh. The undead joke was not missed on her. Derugonia...

It was either very good luck or very bad luck that it was the host himself. An acute horror was written in her eyes for a moment as she grabbed for her displaced hat. As she grabbed the brim, however, a steady torrent of… yes, those were potatoes tumbling out of Steve's robes. Derugonia picked...

"What an odd place." The merchant whose arm she was currently adorning pulled her along, gawking down his nose at every oddity of the strange place they found themselves. He had had little positive to say. Snickering comments had come rolling off his lips at every turn. She had been partaking...