The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

Comments

[townmusician]

If they get wet, then I clean them...

[DO YOU NOT CLEAN YOUR CLOTHES, SIR????]

Uh... I mean, I only have what I have on me right now, so... I guess my shirt? Or my choker?

[he's very small and he has no money, you can imagine the stress he's under]

[metagame]

What does he do until he cleans them? Wear them on his legs? The Black River is filthy. This guy is so gross.

"Just take the tunic, child. And may the Gods keep you in good health."