Level 10 - Holy Scrivener of Extreme Wit
In Gaeaioa's wings, inspiration is physical.
Who says maids can't use magic?
The dual, muted voice called out it's siren wail across the dunes, '...Of course, no one as brilliant as yourself would ever enter the deeper desert without one of my extra light canteens. Why, I haven't seen anyone come out alive without them! If you act now I can give you the reduced price...'