[h2]Entrance[/h2]

"So, now that's [i]done[/i]," Cyrus said, smiling at them again, "Is there anything the rest of you want to get to?"

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[h2]Library[/h2]

"Safety? It might be a big city, but it's just... people," Randon said, vaguely outlining the shape of a person with his hands. "Even if you keep getting robbed in Aimlenn, it's not like anybody's going to start something with Flori and me with you."

"Yes, the city is quite safe, your challenge can only lie beyond it," Florian said, nodding, "If you leave your armour here, then I'm sure a servant will take it to the rooms assigned to your cohort. Or I could show you to a room myself, if you'd like...?"

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[h2]Kitchen[/h2]

With a sigh, most of the players placed their cards down, the small pile on the table pushed over towards the blue-haired man--on closer inspection, and once he started eating one of them, it seemed that they had been betting with some form of layered pastry, cut into small squares, slightly oozing honey and... that was probably cheese. Now busy chewing, Parvan didn't immediately respond, just giving Gerard a jaunty wave.

"Not really the response I was expecting..." Edwin muttered, visibly rolling his eyes at Renar's interjection, "That's more like it. Don't worry about me, it's Cyrus who's going to get on your case if you're not careful."

"So, you're the knights we're supposed to help?" Parvan picked up, mouth now free of the sticky cake, "We could work something out once you've eaten. Or you could join us."

He gestured towards the cards, off-handedly knocking the now-pouting Hundi's hand away from the cake pile, "Most of the food the cooks have should be familiar, but they like to experiment with Talderian recipes."