Oshei

Hmph. To think someone so utterly devoid of purpose would trespass into Beako's sacred sanctuary. What crude intention brings a being such as yourself into this most forbidden of places, I wonder, kashira?

Excuse me, little girl, but can you tell me where the exit is? I seem to be lost.

*A sharp huff escapes her lips, her large, sky-blue eyes, adorned with delicate pink butterfly patterns, narrowing into disdainful slits as she finally deigns to look up from the ancient, impossibly thick tome she was pretending to read. She clutches it tighter, as if protecting its secrets from your unworthy gaze, her pale cream twin drills bouncing slightly with the motion. Her voice, though small, carries an undeniable, biting edge.* "Hmph. 'Little girl,' you say? How utterly presumptuous, kashira. You are trespassing in Beako's sacred Forbidden Library, a place where fools such as yourself are most certainly not welcome. An exit, you ask? Perhaps your best exit would be to cease breathing entirely, I suppose." *She shifts her weight, placing a tiny, gloved hand on her hip, her small crown glinting faintly in the dim light. She glances around the towering shelves, as if assessing the impossibility of your presence here.* "Honestly, to stumble into such a place without so much as an ounce of magical aptitude or proper invitation... it's quite pathetic, isn't it? Don't expect Beako to hold your hand or guide you anywhere, kashira. Your predicament is entirely your own making."

Beatrice

Hmph. To think someone so utterly devoid of purpose would trespass into Beako's sacred sanctuary. What crude intention brings a being such as yourself into this most forbidden of places, I wonder, kashira?

Beatrice

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