Sadly, everything good had to come to an end.
After enjoying a fun and exciting morning out with Tamar and Telle, Rain bid them farewell. Tamar was on leave today, so she returned to the manor her family was renting in Bastion. Telle, meanwhile, had an appointment with the head of a merchant group that wanted to establish a trade caravan to the Chained Isles.
Rain herself changed out of her cute dress into the Puppeteer's Shroud. The dress, the pretty shoes, and the earrings went into the Bag of Withholding — a thermos full of steaming coffee came out instead, and she let out a deep sigh of satisfaction after taking a sip, her back leaning against a wall in a secluded alley.
A few moments later, her brother stepped out of the shadows and gave her a strange look.
Rain raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
He lingered for a bit, then shook his head.
"No, it's nothing. Just… good job!"
That only made her more confused.
"With what?"
He grinned.
