Svalin's life was filled with routine. She never varied from the routine if possible. It was the same thing every day unless the team decided to have an adventure.
Sharing a bungalow with Marlow wasn't difficult. Svalin had grown up with Asleif and knew what sorceresses were like. Marlow was quiet and even though she could be a little messy, Svalin didn't mind. Svalin was used to a messy house. Einmyria could only keep up to seven kids so far.
Svalin finished up in the stables and entered the bungalow. "Well met, Marlow," she greeted.
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