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”A seraphim! I’ve heard about your kind, an all female race, am I right? Absolutely amazing!” Aurelia smiled softly at Dustin’s words, a touch of pride shining in her luminous eyes. “Yes, I am a Seraphim,” she confirmed, her voice echoing with a melodic tone. “We are indeed an all-female race, connected to the elements and everything." She spread her feathered wings slightly, the iridescent plumage catching the light and casting a shimmering glow around her.
“I could offer myself as a trade to get into the camp.” She breezily suggested. “My ability to alter my size slightly could be useful in getting close to the bandits unnoticed. And my wings, though a tiny bit large for my body, could fetch a high price in the black market. It could pique their interest enough to let us in.” She looked between the two, brows raised. Aurelia could see the wheels turning in their minds, weighing the potential benefits against the risks.
“Or I guess I could also…offer Zephyr’s Embrace,” Aurelia mumbled, not at all excited about this plan. “He’s a valuable weapon, and they might be willing to trade for it. The most harm they could do with it is make someone pass out in the most calming nap they’ve ever had. But we would need a solid plan to get him back.”
@OhSumana • Glacius 
@Bluecookies • Dustin 