[ she stumbles back, both from the shock of the memory and beau's shout, catching herself on the pew but not before sending her staff clattering to the ground. brilith leaves it there, staring at beau with wide eyes. ]
Beau... [ her voice is quiet, horrified. ] Was that... your family?
[ but how could family treat someone like that? even jibril, for all that she never cared, had never raised a hand against them. so how...? ]
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Beau... [ her voice is quiet, horrified. ] Was that... your family?
[ but how could family treat someone like that? even jibril, for all that she never cared, had never raised a hand against them. so how...? ]