[ The Carbuncle practically wilts in her arms; both tail and ears drooping. It twitches its nose at Aymeric's comment but doesn't otherwise make any disagreements.
Now with her staff returned to her (and stuffed back into her inventory before it can register as a change of class, because she has had enough of baring skin in public) Era is much calmer, though does not relinquish her grip on her obnoxious daemon.
Emeraldd, for its part, seems more or less pleased with the absent head scratches as its mistress wanders back over to her friend. ]
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Now with her staff returned to her (and stuffed back into her inventory before it can register as a change of class, because she has had enough of baring skin in public) Era is much calmer, though does not relinquish her grip on her obnoxious daemon.
Emeraldd, for its part, seems more or less pleased with the absent head scratches as its mistress wanders back over to her friend. ]