Merisah is running someone carrying her to Her Husband, Yskiil; she's faded into the back of the courier's mind, and the other swordsman doesn't even recall that he's holding her in her sheath.
I'm trying to find the right time of day/evening to record my playing; I have enough stuff to demonstrate where I'm at. I'll post it on Patreon.
Everything else is the way that it is.
Love you,
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