[pnpgm] OOC - The voice

[d kerr]

OOC - Maelorna sighs, "You know how everyone has a little inner voice, that
little bit of conscious that helps you do the right thing.  Well, I suppose
'right' thing is more an issue of your moral compass and how you see the
world of course," she sighs as she pushes a bit of her food about the
plate, "My little voice is a bit more of a problem.  It's a true sister,
one of the ones that Master Gniled had summoned and bound, I guess she's
free?  At least I hope she is, she was kind enough to teach me a little
bit, warn me about what not to do.  Though being half of one has it's
drawbacks, I'm finding out that the rules a lot of them have to follow
don't apply, while others do.  It's a hunger, the void is always hungry and
I don't think I've actually ever known it to be full at all.  I know this
much, it truly hates him," as she looks where Arawn is talking with
another.  "Why I haven't a clue other than he's trying to save me and I'm
still not sure why he's even trying.  I mean, almost all the time, I'm
hearing the voice beg, plead, and promise of all it can teach me on how to
be a better child of the Princess.  It might be why my calling appears to
be that of a consummate companion or whore if you truly want to be crude.
Don't worry, I've been called everything but a child of god, I think," she
chuckles, "So it would take a bit more than calling me names to trouble
me," as she gives a rueful smile and closes her eyes, "I'm trying alright,
shut up for a few moments please?" she pleads and she looks at you with a
warm smile, "It likes you," as she shrugs, "Then again, it liked the dwarf
as well,"
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