Open Chronicles Flowers In The Ash

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Perrine's shoulder fell, unable to bring herself to wake the young goblin.

"At least the poor thing can sleep." She stated, pulling a blanket from the chair to cover the youngling. Standing, she turned around and missed Edric's gaze wandering over the new Tyrian.

Perrine's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Alright, I am going to take a guess that you jump between bodies?" There was a memory of an answer in her mind, one she could not quite put her finger on, but the name Edric had used a few times now was starting to unravel an idea of who Chasmine was. Perrine would not know of her too well, but she let go of her curiosity.

"Well... would it not be outlandish for him to infuse his makings? Perhaps a recipe that went into the weaponry he forged?"