The curse— RP

Lunaka watched the people talk, silent. She put her hand in her pouch, feeling the sheath of the silver dagger in it. It had been her mother's, before she had disappeared, anyways. She took her hand out and watched the little girl curiously.
You have a dagger of silver? That's so cool! Alana's thoughts floated into the girl's mind. Oh sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. Forget I thought anything
 

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