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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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being pulled back into the conversation ash looked to jacob and back at the group and shrugged "it's not like we have anywhere to be soon." the isle would always be there (hopefully) so she didn't care how long it took them to journey. besides, she was curious about this little barter system everyone around here must be using. she hadn't seen a town of people in a while. there were probably still not many people around but knowing that there were and they made up a small community around here felt oddly safe. but one thing about communities is that they usually hate outsiders. she was also incredibly interested about the devil's. they seemed like a big and fearful group. if their headquarters were in the city they'd have no luck getting in there and stocking up. the way lorraine was speaking of them it was clear there was more to the story than a simple trading system. were there rules for outsiders yet? <br/>
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ash eagerly began to eat. another thing about the apocalypse was it destroyed any taste preferences you had. even if you don't like something you have to eat it. meals were often plain and bland and gave little satisfaction aside from the benefit of your stomach not groweling and being able to live another day. lorraine's food was good, though. the vegetables were clearly fresh and nicely cooked. the soup a simple bone broth with bread but ash didn't mind. "are you headed somewhere specific?" lorraine asked again. ash was quiet for a second "just...chasing a dream i suppose. but it beats wandering around doing nothing." she wasn't sure if she should give the information about the isle. was it a secret that needed to be kept or would they spread the rumour around to survivors? there wasn't even concrete evidence that the isle did exist. <br/>
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