Lord's Rest Inn

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 "I forget. Wait, I think it was a woman. Actually, I'm not sure. They were wearing these big heavy cloaks and furs."

<Do you think your companion would be okay with you talking to me?>

“Interesting… Where did you encounter them?”

<Of course. He’s very nice as long as he has reason to be.>

 "Out in the market. There are like three Harvest Hunters who work there."

<Well then, I guess we can talk. Do you eat? I can't stand talking to others unless I know the relative positions of power, and that's easiest to tell over a meal.>

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 "I forget. Wait, I think it was a woman. Actually, I'm not sure. They were wearing these big heavy cloaks and furs."

<Do you think your companion would be okay with you talking to me?>

“Interesting… Where did you encounter them?”

<Of course. He’s very nice as long as he has reason to be.>

 "Out in the market. There are like three Harvest Hunters who work there."

<Well then, I guess we can talk. Do you eat? I can't stand talking to others unless I know the relative positions of power, and that's easiest to tell over a meal.>

“Three what now?”

<I do eat. I probably don’t need sustenance, but it’s just out of habit.> For a moment, Caramel’s empty eye socket flashes orange.

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 "Out in the market. There are like three Harvest Hunters who work there."

<Well then, I guess we can talk. Do you eat? I can't stand talking to others unless I know the relative positions of power, and that's easiest to tell over a meal.>

“Three what now?”

<I do eat. I probably don’t need sustenance, but it’s just out of habit.> For a moment, Caramel’s empty eye socket flashes orange.

 "Harvest Hunters. It's a dumb name, but it's historical. They go out and collect rare foods from various dangerous planes. They're typically very rich because of how expensive the food they sell can be. Things are worth what people are willing to pay, after all. I can only buy their clearance stock."

<There are worse habits. Now, is your companion viewing us right now, or does that orange glow signify something else?>

It's a slow day at the Red Plate. William is sitting at one of the tables by the window, having lunch. He is dressed in a black button-up, a pair of grey slacks, and black shoes. The meat on his plate is raw, blood still sopping from the flesh. 

Leto is sitting on the river bank, combing her hair with a comb she stole from a woman. Her inky black skin seems to glitter like obsidian in the afternoon light, a stark contrast to her platinum blonde hair. 

Donn is wander around the forest, bleating quietly as if he fears something might hear him. It's the equivalent to a whisper. 

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 "Out in the market. There are like three Harvest Hunters who work there."

<Well then, I guess we can talk. Do you eat? I can't stand talking to others unless I know the relative positions of power, and that's easiest to tell over a meal.>

“Three what now?”

<I do eat. I probably don’t need sustenance, but it’s just out of habit.> For a moment, Caramel’s empty eye socket flashes orange.

 "Harvest Hunters. It's a dumb name, but it's historical. They go out and collect rare foods from various dangerous planes. They're typically very rich because of how expensive the food they sell can be. Things are worth what people are willing to pay, after all. I can only buy their clearance stock."

<There are worse habits. Now, is your companion viewing us right now, or does that orange glow signify something else?>

“Oh. I thought it would be some kinda lanky critter with a wide grin and long claws… you know how it goes. So they’re an organization?”

<I am not a lens for him to look through. If he’s watching, that’s on him. That happens when I reach to my memories before I came back to life.>

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Donn is wander around the forest, bleating quietly as if he fears something might hear him. It's the equivalent to a whisper. 

He can tell something else is in the woods, not far from him.

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 "Harvest Hunters. It's a dumb name, but it's historical. They go out and collect rare foods from various dangerous planes. They're typically very rich because of how expensive the food they sell can be. Things are worth what people are willing to pay, after all. I can only buy their clearance stock."

<There are worse habits. Now, is your companion viewing us right now, or does that orange glow signify something else?>

“Oh. I thought it would be some kinda lanky critter with a wide grin and long claws… you know how it goes. So they’re an organization?”

<I am not a lens for him to look through. If he’s watching, that’s on him. That happens when I reach to my memories before I came back to life.>

 "Barely. They compete a lot, but they tend to mostly get along when they aren't at work."

<Hm. I seem to have an incomplete view of your nature. So that I do not make any such mistakes again, what are you?>