Dagger was always in the market for new accessories -- not the gaudy type, of course, but something she could actually use. She never seemed to find anything better than what she already had, but it didn't stop her from looking. At a glance, she saw the girl with the bag of goods, handling the trinket.
"...Are you a white mage?" she asked, glancing at the object. It wouldn't do her much good if she wasn't.
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Date: 2010-07-03 08:31 am (UTC)"...Are you a white mage?" she asked, glancing at the object. It wouldn't do her much good if she wasn't.