[action in troia, for cecil and phone call for penelo]

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[Frimelda has been spending her time travelling around the continent, finding herself frequenting Troia when the need for a proper bed grows enough to send her back there.

This is one such occasion; after spending the night in the inn, she emerges into the town in the early morning light, relaxed and somewhat content, making her way through town, her first port of call being to stock up on supplies, her second, to see the state of affairs. So, she's keeping an eye out for Cecil.

She also takes the opportuntiy in the morning quiet to ring Penelo. Ring ring, Penny!]

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[Cecil's making his daily rounds through the town, when he spots the other paladin emerging from the items shop with supplies. He strides over to the woman, greeting her with a nod. Despite all that has happened, and the disappearances, Cecil has been soldiering on -- the only change in his demeanour is that he's more subdued than usual.]

What brings you back to Troia, Frimelda?

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Cecil! [Frimelda smiles warmly in response, tucking away her the last of her supplies as she does so. She does notice something... a little off. Subduement, if you will. But it's not her place to ask, even if she is concerned, so she doesn't. She's not the type to pry.]

In honesty, the promise of a warm bed. ... and to purchase supplies. A nomadic tendancy can only take you so for; the rest is all on having the right equipment to see you through.

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Yes, preparation is vital. The monsters here are no less fierce than they are in my home world. I'm glad you're faring well, at least.

[And also glad she hasn't disappeared like a number of his other friends.]

Should you wish it, you're always welcome to stay at the castle. We've plenty of guest rooms to spare.

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Yes, indeed. Many are relentless. Many are different to what I am used to, even with similarities. [pause.] Thank you. I will make sure that does not change.

[at the latter part, she blinks. and blinks again, before stuttering.] O-Oh, I would not wish to impose... and I am not...

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You are not what? All my friends are welcome to stay, whenever they wish. [Royalty, nobility, common -- he makes little distinction between any of them, least of all when it comes to friendship.] And, I confess, I am curious about you. I'd hoped to be able to speak with you again.

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[she was to say she was noone important... in terms of any ranking at all... but at the first part, this fades away.] Never mind. It is of no consequence. ... and if you are sure, I will consider and gratefully accept your offer.

Curious? How so?

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[Cecil smiles, then, pleased she accepted his offer.] Then we shall accomodate you to the best of our abilities.

I'm sure you recall when I told you paladins are few and far between on my world? The path of the paladin is one of virtue, of always striving to better oneself... In this respect, I believe both of us could stand to learn a great deal from one another.

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Yes, I remember. [she nods, slowly.] And yes, I would imagine it to be so. Even in a world where paladins were common, not many walked the path to its end... if there is even an end, but some would not walk the path at all.

[she looks contemplative.] Perhaps a spar? More could be accomplished than what words could provide.

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I speak from experience when I say it is a neverending path -- a lifelong journey. There are always new things to be learned. And should if we stray from the path... new sins to atone for.

[Even when he cleansed himself of darkness and became hailed as the holy paladin who saved the world, he's fated to fall into darkness once again. And so the path of atonement and self-betterment continues.

At her suggestion, he nods.]

Certainly. A spar would test resolve as well as skill. I've found the castle courtyard suits the purpose well.

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[she smiles somewhat wistfully.] Indeed... it was the ones that... thought they found an end, that never flourished. Paths continue. New ones are made.

[she nods again at the latter part.] By all means. I will follow you there.