A clemar is a person with horns. They're very common in Euchronia.
[ ... thinking ]
I've heard that some on the mainland believe that those with wicked hearts are condemned to some darker place when they die, although I don't know much more about it than that...
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May I ask who your friend is, as well?
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[ razzle flies over and bleps at her ]
This is Razzle. He's my bodyguard.... and he's friendly, if you want to pet him.
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... Hello, Razzle. Would you like to be friends? [ She will gently offer a hand... and if he doesn't move away, she'll try to pet him. ]
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[ in a stage whisper: ]
He likes being scratched around his horns.
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she tries scratching around the horns! ]
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Well, I think it's safe to say he likes you, miss.
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[ With a warm smile. ]
Oh, I should introduce myself properly. My name is Euphausia.
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[ razzle stretches out his belly. scratch it. scratch it!!! ]
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[ belly??? okay. she scratches it. she can't not. ]
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[ happy bleating noises from razzle. belly is scratched ]
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What kind of animal is Razzle, if you don't mind me asking?
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[ she looks a little melancholy talking about this. razzle bleps harder. ]
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[ ???? ]
Oh, surely not. He seems very well-behaved!
[ Assuming "demon" is a pejorative and not like. a thing that it actually is. ]
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[ it is not ]
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[ ????? ]
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[ she does have horns and a tail even if it is not reflected in my icons currently ]
Or... close enough, anyway. I hope that doesn't frighten you.
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[ sometimes horns are just a normal thing that some people have. ]
What does that mean, exactly? To be a "demon"?
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[ she is so curious ]
Ah--- well... do you know about Hell? Or... Hades?
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[ ... thinking ]
I've heard that some on the mainland believe that those with wicked hearts are condemned to some darker place when they die, although I don't know much more about it than that...
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[ well ]
You see, the darker place is real. The, er, bad place. And I'm from there. That's my home.
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[ but wait. bad place real? ] T, truly!?
... Did you do something bad?
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I was born there. Truly.
[ she doesn't seem too put out by it?? ]
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... Well, I might have pictured something different?
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[ bit of a strained smile ]
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