#97 combined mental illnesses and banned from most public places duo

[barovianlark]

"i have a feeling that the gods are setting up some kind of terrible punchline up to an awful joke." valentyna wrings the rainwater from her pink braid. irritatingly, she notes that the mud and rain is going to waylay them for the day. it's hard to find good company to travel during the cover of night, and frankly- while she wouldn't call the person traveling alongside her the best company- a sellsword is a sellsword, and according to her father's 'wisdom': the best ones follow the most lucrative flow of coins.

of course, the siren song of coin is made sweeter if your father is a vampire who has been alive for about half a millennia.

once her hair has been wrung out, valentyna opens the wooden door for her companion. dawn is a still few hours out, but the bright sunlight of this plane made it preferable to travel by night. and the air was different than the misty, foggy hellscape masquerading as her homeland, it did feel lighter here- but it was also uncomfortable for her. "are you interested an early breakfast? my treat, of course."

@starlyht's sol'rys ❤️‍🩹'd.