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Larracel Delais

  1. Larra
  2. Larracel
  3. Larracel the Haven
  4. Larrecel of Havens
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9.21
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10.27 GMG

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9.21 She liked all of them. Four of the gang were here. So she nodded to Colth as more doors opened and people she vaguely recognized—favorites of the inn, Larra’s special guests—came out to see what the noise was all about.
9.21 The staff sometimes made Mihaela feel old, but she didn’t recognize a lot of them. Barnethei had stayed around for a long time, and there were a few constant faces, but Larra was the inn. Anyways—Mihaela was used to looks.
9.21 “Colth, don’t. Larra will kill you and Mihaela.”
9.21 Larra was pissed. Mihaela looked down the corridor, and Colth ducked as five flying imps, spectral and made of magic, came charging at her with dusting cloths and a pitcher filled with ice water.
9.21 But the bolts of lightning and attacking familiars, the other half of the staff, never struck her. They vanished because Larra didn’t attack her guests.
9.21 “Valley, when did you get in? It’s like a complete reunion, now. How in the name of anything did Larra get you?”
9.21 “Yesterday. Oh, hello, Colth. Are you being bullied by Mihaela into pranks again? Should I find Larra?”
9.21 Thock. That was the sound of a familiar bouncing a mug off her head. Mihaela turned and made a fist at the imp—a miniature gargoyle with horns and wings. Lots of people compared them to Demons, but these ones were harmless unless Larra was mad at you or they were doing something stupid.
9.21 Larra warned Mihaela, and the Courier hesitated. She lowered her fist.
9.21 “Morning, Larra.”
9.21 “At once, Larra.”
9.21 “Oh, hello, Larra. Where’s my breakfast?”
9.21 Larra slapped Colth on the arm, hard.
9.21 That was how they started their day. And today seemed like an auspicious day; four friends were already here, and with Valley and Larra, it made six of the old lot. It was rare for so many to be in one place.
9.21 Larra’s inn, and she left most of the day-to-day to Barnethei. So not even the haughty [Lady] eying Mihaela like a challenger dared intrude into this conversation. Although—Mihaela glanced around.