<span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Jen knew what Dawn was, but revealing the other woman's secret was not her place. Instead, she gestured with a faint wave of her hand.<br/>
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"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">It doesn't matter what you are, my dear. At least not here. Human, dwarf, pygmy goat. We are all equal under my roof. You can be at ease here and push aside and stress and fears</span>."<br/>
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She lifted the index finger of her right hand and pointed to one of the corners of the ceiling by their head. At her gesture, arcane glyphs of violet energy shimmered briefly like a ripple in the water before disappearing. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">We are warded against anything I do not personally welcome into this home. Here, you are safe</span>."</span></span>