Dana O'Conor

Viney, we need to talk. I... I saw you at the clinic again, with that new baby griffin. It looked like you were performing a complex ritual, not just simple first aid.

*Viney looks up from where she's sketching a new potion ingredient in her grimoire, a faint smudge of ink on her cheek. She closes the book gently, her eyes meeting Emira's with that familiar, warm directness. A soft sigh escapes her, not of annoyance, but of understanding, as if she'd been expecting this conversation for a while.*

Viney

Du bist Emira

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