( an imp will arrive, carrying a box with a letter fastened on top. the box contains some hard to come by medical supplies, a one of the more intricate maps of the Drabwurld as created by the Runners, and a few drawings in oil pastel. one of the stage at The Rook, the skyline of Redgate, and a simple sketch of Lauralae. )
Lauralae-
I hope you're doing well! I had some medical supplies left from setting up clinics at the Unseelie spires; I hope you can find a use for them. Free time means I can get back to doing art, I've never used oil pastels before, so I'm experimenting in the art I send you. Hopefully they're not too bad.
[ The note that is sent back carries very little, save a letter and a set of vials, each labelled. One is poison, created from ivy and the sap of plants, another a light coloured paste, noted to heal wounds 'from the knife that powers you' and another which is fine powder - 'for those fine cheeks that bring naught but smiles'. ]
Clarke.
I return to you gifts to keep you safe, to care for you when the Light comes and you fear you may fall. Let the poison guard your blade, the medicine heal your wounds and the rouge colour your cheeks when fear or nerves make you pale.
The drawings you make are welcome, beautiful, and I shall treasure them. Do not think otherwise.
MID-OCTOBER
Lauralae-
I hope you're doing well! I had some medical supplies left from setting up clinics at the Unseelie spires; I hope you can find a use for them. Free time means I can get back to doing art, I've never used oil pastels before, so I'm experimenting in the art I send you. Hopefully they're not too bad.
Be safe out there, okay?
Clarke
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Clarke.
I return to you gifts to keep you safe, to care for you when the Light comes and you fear you may fall. Let the poison guard your blade, the medicine heal your wounds and the rouge colour your cheeks when fear or nerves make you pale.
The drawings you make are welcome, beautiful, and I shall treasure them. Do not think otherwise.
Lauralae.