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|From Storylet title = Arranging a False-Summer companionship | |From Storylet title = Arranging a False-Summer companionship | ||
|Unlocked with = {{Unlock|Suitor: Melancholy Curate}}, {{Unlock|Courted: Hooded Lady}} | |Unlocked with = {{Unlock|Suitor: Melancholy Curate}}, {{Unlock|Courted: Hooded Lady}} | ||
| − | |Description = | + | |Description = The Curate is daring in his theories of the extension of divine grace. They say the Dashing Drownie went into the zee still clutching his Bible. Perhaps they can find an accord. |
|Success title = A frosty welcome | |Success title = A frosty welcome | ||
|Success description = "I don't 'old with priests," says the Hooded Lady by way of introduction. The Melancholy Curate lets out a much put-upon sigh. They glare at each other, arms folded across their chests. It seems that rescuing this particular ship must fall to you. | |Success description = "I don't 'old with priests," says the Hooded Lady by way of introduction. The Melancholy Curate lets out a much put-upon sigh. They glare at each other, arms folded across their chests. It seems that rescuing this particular ship must fall to you. | ||
