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ASH CARDALE<br/>
:･ﾟ✧<b><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'">abandon all hope who enter here</span> </b>✧･ﾟ:*<br/>
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she walked down the stairs which creaked and shook as she did so even while trying to make frail steps. she slowly made her way into the kitchen and smiled to the women in there. "hi, thank you for the bath i haven't bathed in a long time that's for sure. we're in your debt, honestly. it's so rare to find people who aren't so...trigger happy." this was the part of the horror movie that it turns out they have a secret plan and are luring them into a false sense of security. she wasn't dumb she was quite on guard with every possible outcome that could happen here. she'd gone through so many in her mind and her conclusion was it just made more sense to act polite and go with the flow but he cautious while doing so. that's why she had her knife hidden on her but she had no intention of using it unless she had to. <br/>
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"truthfully, i don't know how long it has been since i've seen outsiders. even before we tended to mind our own business. it's quite easy to do 'round here." the older woman said.<br/>
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"did you all used to live here?"<br/>
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"oh no no, not this house at least. we lived closer to the town but when...well when that devil gang came around they took it. said they needed it for shelter and it was the best place around here. but they gave us good supplies for it. that is why we have so much soap, towels, those sorts of things. they took over this whole district with that trade and barter system. if you do as they say you'll be rewarded. but anyone who wants to do anything they disagree with face punishment." she could hear the conflict in loraine's voice. clear hatred for them but, in the end, they were alive because of them. "this house used to belong to the mccreary's. they moved out many many years before the apocalypse and this place just never sold. it has been sitting here alone. no one realizes it's here because of the broken bridge and all."<br/>
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"well, can't complain too much. this is a much better set up than some people have it." you were lucky to find a permanent place to stay. most were wanderers, just a bunch of rolling stones. <br/>
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