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Okay. Enough is enough. She didn't ask all the questions she had about Camellia's weird behavior with that extremely battered corpse underground. Or Camellia's reaction to Terendelev's blood. Or Camellia yelling "the spirits demand your blood!" in combat, despite Lusilla at no point having observed any spirit demanding any such thing. She even looked the other way when they found torture devices in Gwerm Manor, where Camellia lives. 

But putting severed heads in Lusilla's bag? Willful ignorance is one thing, but some things you cannot, in fact, pretend aren't happening. 

She storms off to find Camellia. 

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Camellia is currently talking to Daeran. "Yes?" she asks, when Lusilla stomps over to them. 

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Lusilla is not going to drag Camellia off somewhere more private. She's reasonably confident she could beat Camellia in a fight, but that doesn't mean it's a good idea to be alone with her. 

"Camellia," she hisses, "what the fuck." 

She flips open the flap on her bag so Camellia (and also, incidentally, Daeran) can see the heads. 

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Well, fuck.

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"...I'm not sure what you mean," Camellia says carefully. 

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"Do not lie to me, Camellia."

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"I'm not lying!"

Did someone put severed heads in Lusilla's bag? Why? Camellia is not, in fact, stupid enough to be that careless with the evidence of her crimes.

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"Camellia, I am not blind. I saw the way you looked at Terendelev's blood. I saw how you completely ignored a whole bunch of bodies in the chasm more plausibly still alive than the guy we found you standing over. I saw the torture instruments in your house. I have also heard the things you say every time you kill something! And don't think you can blame that on spirits, I talk to them too."

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Yeah it would be really great if Not That. 

...Camellia's only defense here, really, is that the specific thing she's being called out over, she did not in fact do. 

"I didn't put those in your bag," she says firmly. "My father will pay for an Abadar's Truthtelling, if necessary." ...Assuming that Vissaly Rathimus hasn't already sold all his spell slots to the Eagle's Watch. 

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...Thaaaat puts Lusilla a bit on the back foot. 

Mostly because she doesn't, actually, know what Abadar's Truthtelling is. And she doesn't want to admit that--okay, no, this is not a situation where her dignity can afford to be coddled. 

"Daeran, what's Abadar's Truthtelling?"

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Daeran is--not, actually, pulling off "unaffected," but he thinks he's probably pulling off "only a normal amount of affected for someone who has been confronted with surprise heads."

"It's a truth spell, particular to clergy of Abadar, that works more reliably than Zone of Truth, but only on a single target." 

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"...You really didn't do it?"

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"That's what I've been saying!" 

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"Okay, but you are suspicious as hell--" Wait. Shit. That's Kerismei logic. 

At least she wasn't planning to torture Camellia about it? 

Argh. 

"I am actually separately concerned about the torture devices, though." 

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Camellia lifts her chin defiantly. "They're interesting." 

Thankfully, she kept them well-cleaned enough that her claims of mere theoretical interest aren't patently absurd. 

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"...Okay, well, don't kill anyone who isn't a cultist or a demon." 

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"Of course not." 

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Lusilla does not, like, love the way Camellia said that, but Camellia says everything that way, so. 

"I don't suppose you have any idea how they did get there?"

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If there were any gods Daeran were on good enough terms with to thank, he would be thanking them right now, that Lusilla is looking only at Camellia and not him when she asks that question. 

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Shrug. "Sneaky cultist? I really have no idea." 

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"Okay. Thanks, I guess."

Okay, she's going to go...find somewhere to responsibly dispose of human remains. Gotta be one around here somewhere. 

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Some time later, Ulbrig catches sight of her and waves her over. "Hey there, lass! Wanted to talk. To your health!" he toasts her with his mug of ale. "But I asked around and--well, I'm more confused than ever." 

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"It's a confusing situation to be dropped into," she says neutrally. 

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He's silent for a moment. 

"So you weren't lying, about Kenabres and the demons invading." 

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