> Juliane chuckles at Lance, "If I had a pretty dress for every time a ser has said that...."
> Brighde arches her light eyebrow at Lance, "Tha' didna sound verra right."
> Brighde smiles at Lance and Juliane.
> Juliane says to Brighde laughingly, "Nothing he is saying is sounding right, sera."
> Lance assumes, "You'd have no dresses, for that was unique."
> Brighde grins at Juliane.
> Brighde nods agreeingly.
> Lance also assumes, "I could live if you were without dress."
> Lance supposes, "In which case, I should only flatter you with my hands, an' not with my mouth."
> Juliane grins at Lance, "If you weren't such a rogue... I would let you in my room to see how many dresses i really have."
> Brighde tisks at Lance scandalously.
> Lance coos to Juliane, "Better yet, come to my room an' try mine on."
You laugh at Lance.
> Juliane giggles at Lance, "We could try them on together."
> Lance easily says to Juliane, "Sounds like a date."
You see the skeletal remains of a slender woman. Long soft reddish blonde hair, flecks of blood, and stringy pieces of wet sinew is all that is left of this once beautiful woman.
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