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    Fall Softly, Snow, pt. III

    Kit smiled. "Well then, time for you to jet! I’ll see you again in a few days. I have to help the new acolytes with their studies, and judging by the bunch, they are gonna need all the help they can get!"

    Bette laughed and hugged her sister. Kit warped Bette to Juno then went back to the church.

    Bette walked up to the airship station and paid her fare. She had just missed the airship so she’d have to wait a bit. She went in search of a place to sit when she spotted one of her friends.

    "Well, if it isn’t my favorite sage!"

    The sage turned around and smiled. "Hi, Bette!"

    "Hey, Jenny, how are you?" Bette and Jenny hugged each other. "So what are you up to? Getting ready to change your title to my favorite scholar?"

    Jenny smiled. "I’m almost there. I have to go to Geffen and work with some of the new mages as part of my final sage work. What about you?"

    "I’m heading to Lighthalzen…" Jenny’s face changed to a confused look and Bette smiled, "…to do a little Christmas shopping."

    "Ohhhh right. I was going to say, the other reason wouldn’t make any sense considering…" and Jenny nodded her head at Bette’s clothing.

    Bette chuckled. "I don’t think an easel and paint brush would do much good for that." The airship stopped with the next destination being Lighthalzen. "Well, that’s me. I’ll catch you later, Jenny!"

    "Later, Bette!"

    The airship landed in Lighthalzen and Bette stepped off in search of her old friend, a retired whitesmith who had left the hustle and bustle of Prontera for the Schwartvalt Republic so he could peacefully study other trades. He wasn’t hiding from people as he advertised his services in Rune-Midgard. He just preferred a more serene community. Plus, he had grown up in Lighthalzen and had family there that he had dearly missed during his years of running his shop in Rune-Midgard’s capital city.

    Bette found the house she was looking for and knocked on the door. An older man with long white hair and glasses opened the door. He immediately smiled at the woman before him.

    "Hallo, Fraulein Bette!" The man took Bette’s hands and led her inside.

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    1. Hey Lamentamini. Alice the monk? That’s hilarious. Interesting plot twist with the gift guy…it’ll be an interesting development I’m sure. All the best for the new year.

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