moves redgrove story a bit

lore/etymologies.txt

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 Whitewood: named for cottonwoods
 Ennearch Simeon: Named for st Simeon Stylites
 Ennearch Isidor: gift of isis, gifts charity it's a bit meh but I asked mallory for a letter and she said i.
+Brody: https://www.reddit.com/r/askgaybros/comments/4zpe82/generally_speaking_what_are_some_fuckboy_names/

lore/places.txt

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 the City Eternal: The seat of the Hierarchy, region in north west Haven, delineated by the Shining Walls.
-	Includes the G
+	Includes the Meeting Hall, a great outdoor auditorium for Council meetings,
+
+Redgrove -> real life counterpart is by espanola (nice coordination between red of redgrove and spain maybe idk)
+
+Hall of Roots:
+	A great hall in the City Eternal, housing the Office of Charity as well as many of the acolytes.
+
+Palace of skies:
+	The great palace made of a pure white stone and preserved holly, which contains the Hierarch's offices among others

sarlastory/sarla-goes-to-redgrove.txt

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+The Office of Charity took up the greater part of the third and fourth floors of the Hall of Roots.
+Panels of black stone lined the walls, inlaid with white and red wood in lines that tapered to feather thin points.
+Sarla thought it would have required Dwarven assistance to create the seamless gaps between stone and wood.
+The panels depicted the Lord of the Mountain in the process of creating the Hidden Lands: the creation of a new space separate from the Outer Lands, the creation of Beasts, Birds and Dwarves, the Tripartition of the Voices.
+Sarla knew Auroklos wasn't part of any Office, but the beauty of the halls in the Office of Charity brought home how out of favour her mentor was.
+
+Sarla made her way to the antechamber before the Ennearch's office.
+Two assistants stood stiffly by the door, wearing brown Renunciate robes with a gold sash over a shoulder
+The Ennearch was busy, as one of them told Sarla, so she sat and waited.
+The opulent room smelled of peat and mist, and the gold and white themes around her looked gaudy and overdone, nothing like Auroklos's cosy dark woods.
+The yak on the left fidgeted, and as time went on seemed less comfortable with his post.
+They both looked very young, and the effect was less an honour guard for the Ennearch than a few teenagers pretending to be tough.
+Sarla sighed, and continued to wait.
+Eventually, at some signal the yak on the right opened the door to the inner chamber and let Sarla in.
+
+His Exalted Grace Ennearch Isidor, Paragon of Charity and Patron of the Northern Realms was, in Sarla's estimation, a colossal dick.
+In just a few minutes, he made it clear that Sarla's presence was a great favour to Auroklos, and that Isidor would tolerate no embarrassment.
+Sarla's role was simple: remain quiet and use the Meadowlark exactly as instructed.
+When Sarla asked what precisely she might be instructed to do, the Ennearch gave her a withering glance, and dismissed her to wait outside again.
+
+Outside, the fidgety yak gave her a sympathetic glance.
+―He can be a bit overbearing.
+	Don't take it too personally though.
+
+The one on the right attempted to give Fidgetboy a menacing glance, which on the young Renunciate's face looked more like particularly troublesome gas.
+―The Practicants in our Office who would go on this trip are both unavailable, Grumpyface told Sarla.
+	Redgrove's Flocks follow Ennearch Isidor, so you will be there to grant petitions.
+	Fertilising the grove and so on.
+	Understand?
+
+―Both sick at the same time?
+	That's unlucky.
+	Why aren't there more Practicants in Charity?
+
+Grumpyface frowned at her and didn't seem to answer, and when Fidgetboy started to open his mouth, Grumpyface cleared his throat loudly.
+
+―I'm sorry, Practicant Sarla, but that is the business of the Office of Charity.
+	If you're so curious, I'm sure you can ask Isidor.
+	The coach will leave as soon as he's ready.
+	Until then, you can wait here.
+
+After a while, the Ennearch emerged from his office, dressed in the full robes of office; red as Ennearch with a gold sash to represent Charity.
+―Brody, carry this for me, he said.
+
+He handed a small bag to Grumpyface, whose name was apparently Brody.
+
+―We're going to arrive late.
+	Come, move quickly, Isidor said, starting to head outside.
+
+The four of them exited the building in relative silence.
+Outside, a large coach hummed with activity, with another yak standing outside gesturing them in.
+Sarla had heard about the transport coaches that moved without rails, but she'd never actually seen them in action.
+It was only worthwhile when leaving the Haven for faraway towns, and that too only if there were no other modes of transport.
+Ennearch Isidor boarded the coach first, entering the large enclosed compartment in the back.
+The others followed, and Sarla saw the yak waiting outside enter the smaller front compartment.
+
+Inside, the compartment was ringed with windows, with three rows of seats spaced closely together.
+It looked as though six yaks could squeeze in.
+The Ennearch took a row to himself, and Brody the next, leaving Fidgetboy and Sarla to squeeze into the back.
+
+―This is all Dwarf-made, Fidgetboy whispered to Sarla, presumably because she was looking around too much at the unfamiliar vehicle.
+	Ottowan design for the body, or something.
+	The engine is commissioned from Mountberg.
+
+―Brody, did you ask Sarla her full range of capabilities?, Isidor said loudly, cutting off the discussion on the coach.
+	I would find it very displeasing if we reach

sarlastory/sarla-goes-to-whitewood.txt

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-The Office of Charity took up a great part of