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username: yiling patriarch

( Rise and shine, to coarse, near-dawn rasps from a gently borrowed quartz piece. Overheard in the background: meowling winds from the settling snow storms, the yawning bustle of early-morning trade, and the sharp gasps of a crowd. )

Bring salt, wine, water and joss sticks to the marketplace. ( Murmured: ) They've sullied their dead.

( A pause, stretching its legs, until a child cries over the 'armless men there.' )

We cannot be as animals, to leave them in indignity.

( ooc: ...response usernames will vary, depending on whether he's still at the marketplace or back at the House of Dew and hoarding Wei Wuxian's device, since he's too himself to get his own. )

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When your eyes watch.

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I'll make sure your last rites are seen to, how about that?

THERE YOU NEEDY THING, BUT I'M NOT MAKING IT KINDER

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Throw ashes at stones' edge, into abyss.

STOP HURTING ME

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You want to be cremated first? How needy.

But noted.

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Procure wine.


( A tongue so biting must have soured itself in liquor. He will know where to find it. )

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Are you allergic to using full sentences?

[ Who is procuring wine? Is that a request for him? Has he driven you to drink? Use a damn subject with your verb-object once in a while, you absolute madman. ]

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As others are to instruction.