"Fairest, huh?" Sauche looked her over. "Well, you can't be the fairest if you don't shape up! Stand up straight! Smile! Stop looking as if you are constepated!" Sauche grinned. This elf maiden was pretteir. Far prettier than Sauche, with her scars... Sauch lifted a hand to her face as if to hide it, then quickly drew it away. "Did you tell Amaryllis that I was the one who carried her back> I'm sure she remembers, though..." She grinned at Gayahithwen, her friend. The first friend she had ever made, really. "Now, lets go see if I can't get my clothes back."
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