[ She is delighted. Being able to contact Iorveth is one thing, especially should danger part them, but being able to contact a student and (possibly) friend is another. It has been some time since anyone wished to see her or speak to her and she embraces it with glee. ]
Clarke.
Your gift is beautiful and I will use it wisely and with discretion. To be able to speak to you when I feel the urge or the ache of missing you is the true gift and I shall treasure that.
Find, in return, the presents I have carried for you. Use them well and let your path be filled with promise.
- Lauralae.
[ Returned, in the same box in lieu of anything else at hand, are a few things. One is a small knife with a bone handle, inscriptions in Drabbish decorating the side, the metal of the blade itself sharp and thin; obviously for the use of blood magic. A second is a small set of miniature vials, four in total, red, blue, green and white, paints made by hand from flora found in the forest, mixed by Lauralae for Clarke alone.
The last gift, a third, is something more personal, something for them to share alone. A set of gloves, fine and black, the insides fitted with animal hair to make sure that they afford the best warmth, a sly poke at herself - Clarke knows how Lauralae feels about her hands and offering her gloves as a gift is as much a request for solidarity and friendship as it is a gift in it's own right. ]
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Clarke.
Your gift is beautiful and I will use it wisely and with discretion. To be able to speak to you when I feel the urge or the ache of missing you is the true gift and I shall treasure that.
Find, in return, the presents I have carried for you. Use them well and let your path be filled with promise.
- Lauralae.
[ Returned, in the same box in lieu of anything else at hand, are a few things. One is a small knife with a bone handle, inscriptions in Drabbish decorating the side, the metal of the blade itself sharp and thin; obviously for the use of blood magic. A second is a small set of miniature vials, four in total, red, blue, green and white, paints made by hand from flora found in the forest, mixed by Lauralae for Clarke alone.
The last gift, a third, is something more personal, something for them to share alone. A set of gloves, fine and black, the insides fitted with animal hair to make sure that they afford the best warmth, a sly poke at herself - Clarke knows how Lauralae feels about her hands and offering her gloves as a gift is as much a request for solidarity and friendship as it is a gift in it's own right. ]