[it's sort of funny, so she'll tell it with a slight smile.]
I spent so long trying to defend myself against the Saint of Duty before I realized I needed to actively kill him instead. But when I tried to do it using soup I made from my own bones, God was present and put a stop to my attempt.
[...] My...lyctoral sister, Ianthe, agreed to help me kill him. She managed to flatter the Saint of Patience into creating a diversion for me. The diversion happened to be a fancy dinner party, and I was forced to allow Ianthe to dress me for it.
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[it's sort of funny, so she'll tell it with a slight smile.]
I spent so long trying to defend myself against the Saint of Duty before I realized I needed to actively kill him instead. But when I tried to do it using soup I made from my own bones, God was present and put a stop to my attempt.
[...] My...lyctoral sister, Ianthe, agreed to help me kill him. She managed to flatter the Saint of Patience into creating a diversion for me. The diversion happened to be a fancy dinner party, and I was forced to allow Ianthe to dress me for it.
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[ THE SOUP STORY IS AWFUL THOUGH. ]
I just can't really imagine it! There's a costume closet here though ...
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