Yvonne
It's been a while since she felt so sore. In truth, she had thought she'd never be sore again, thanks to her technical status as undead, but now she's experiencing it, she can't decide if she misses it, or remembers why she hoped she was beyond it.
Still, there is a certain pride to be had in being sore from good work, and she's been putting in good work. The merfolk Rangers are coming along well, and if they keep this pace, she'll be taking them out to find a snarl of stagnation to undo before the trees start changing color for fall.
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