The monk did not know many of the faces aside from the ultra celebrity guildmaster of the Empyrean Divine guild, Karisa. She was a radiant figure but not a pure one - Poropo had strict standard for what constituted purity while other times the monk was in a position to have lower standards. In this case, Poropo just did not know the guildmaster of Empyrean Divine well enough to make any firm judgements one way or the other.
"I will simply sip on my fruity drink and continue reddening my skin - it has been too long since I let my skin soak up the warmth of the sun," mumbled Poropo as he reached for his beach-themed drink - an alcoholic, mango-derived drink. Nothing special aside from the alocohol which the monk would need be careful not to overindulge in.
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