Ink

Ink puts down her flute to greet the new arrival.
„Well met, Sir Sarne! So am I, which makes this indeed the carriage you seek.“
She jumps up and bows slightly to Sir Sarne, smiling friendly.
„My name is Ink-and-Quill, but please just call me Ink. I‘m looking forward to travel with you.“

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