Good day to you, Demeleier.
[While this same message will turn up on the network, everyone in the village will hear the message within their own heads too. The familiar (to most) feeling of the Guardian's voice reverberating inside their skulls, the words mixing themselves into the mother tongue of the listening resident.]
When you go to the Town
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[ She sits down at the frontmost pew, head lowered and eyes closed, clasping her hands in prayer beneath her chin. She had spent much of ten days in October seated at this same spot, praying to hear the familiar unspoken trill of her Goddesses. Patience brings all things to one who waits, and Zelda is certain that the Guardian will eventually stand before her. ]
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My lady?
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Every are your gifts kind, but curious.
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How so do you mean curious, my lady?
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You want us to make costumes?
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