He had never had a relic made for him; it was his first time. He was surprised that someone could actually still make a relic without the Codex. After all, he thought it was impossible, but he also just had no idea how it worked or how they did it in practice. Only slightly in theory.
Walking through the small town, he reached some kind of dirt tent... one that he had no idea how it was still standing. Entering, he saw a woman inside; her cheeks were dirtied, but he could see her freckles through it. Her hands were covered in little scars, with a rubber band tight around her arm near the shoulder. Her overall was dirty, really dirty, and the worst part was that it was worn over a white shirt, which had now become yellow.
Seeing him enter, she tilted her head, putting her hands on the table inside the tent, and leaning forward. "Never have I seen you here?"
