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A clown. She doesn't exactly the most positive feeling regarding clowns, but for strangers she would make sure to be accommodating.
"Welcome... To the gallery..."
Her voice I'm not from herself, but the crows that followed her, almost inhuman in tone.
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Out of all the individuals she met in the realm, this was the one she was not expecting to have an interaction with. . .
Camina semed taken aback by the other, raising an eyebrow, saying not a word. Well - she'd have to speak through her crows anyway. . .
"You may refer to me as The Artist or Camina, if you have a preference for more personal interaction.
I didn't choose these. . . Facets, but when Eldritch horrors choose you for a pawn, it really. . .
Doesn't matter."
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ᅠ⸻ You speak through crows, expel black liquid, and have a face that would be the stuff of nightmares.
ᅠ I have every right to complain that my week consists of meeting weird people.
ᅠ But yes, Archer, Nameless if that's more comfortable for you. ⸻
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ᅠᅠ He looked around and sighed, he didn't seem surprised or alert, just tired and slightly irritated, although there was something wrong with that expression
ᅠ⸻ Of course you are. It's only the middle of the week and I'm already finding weirdos. ⸻
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"class Foreigner."
Her voice wasn't coming from her, in fact her lips didn't move at all... It was coming from the gathering crows around them, coming out distorted... Almost inhuman.