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[@Silver Carrot](RBC),[@PaulHaynek]

Magnus waited for a strike on the head once he bowed, but soon found comforting words instead, her hand instead resting atop his mountain of silver hair. Looking up, Magnus almost felt like he'd seen an angel fallen to earth, his eyes getting a bit misty. With a single look, Rebecca had relieved all his fears at having ruined her gift, causing the minotaur to nearly cry right then and there. He was...a big fucking baby, to say the least. 

Holding back his emotions a smidge, Magnus eventually rose to his feet and inhaled through his nose, masking a sniffle. [color=FF5353][b]"T-Thank you for being so kind...Ms. Rebecca. You don't have to apologize though...I-I really liked the tunic. I promise I'll patch it up sometime."[/b][/color] he said, giving a small, but heartfelt bow to her. Mostly it was small because he was afraid of goring somebody if he lowered his head too low. However, she did bring up a good point...shirt aside, Niel seemed incredibly eager to shift the topic of conversation away from himself. And, thinking on it, Magnus had no idea where Niel came from...or why he wanted to be an adventurer. 

Talia entered and seemed surprised, obviously about Rebecca's presence. Niel calmed the situation though, so that was a thing. Now that he was happy once more, Magnus thought it was time to return a bit of care for Rebecca, mainly by asking how her quest went. [color=FF5353][b]"That's right, you had to translate something, right? O-Or find a translator? You said something about Varjans...a-are you alright?"[/b][/color] he asked, concerned for the woman. Kind as she was, and as fiery as she seemed to get, he was still worried for her. After all, she'd gone alone. 
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[@Eviledd1984], [@Rune_Alchemist]

[color=A9A9A9][b]"...Very well."[/b][/color] Nephele said, the purple fog disappearing from her mouth, and soon the room. It was clear that she was now somewhat resolved on what she had to do, walking past the Phantom as she dissapeared into the floor, giving a final statement of: [color=A9A9A9][b]"We will save her. And you."[/b][/color] She was trying her damndest not to draw the conclusion that was already outlined, instead gritting her teeth and bolting out of the hall, sprinting to return to Christine and Maria. 

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the armored apparition, gripping the banister before jumping off of it down to the first floor. White fog began billowing out of her mouth rather than poison as she coughed up a huge billow of it in Christine's direction, offering some protection from the thing's line of sight. The fog would slowly start to disperse towards a nearby hall, giving her an option for a stealthy escape in case she needed it. Breaking the claws out, Nephele knew that she couldn't penetrate armor with a head on strike without damaging him first, and as such sought to go for the head, to keep the figure distracted. Perhaps if he saw her as enough of a threat, his focus would draw to her, letting Maria cast more of her spells. [color=A9A9A9][b]"Maria, can you freeze it!?"[/b][/color] she called out, just trying her best to contend with a fully armed and armored opponent who was probably a ghost too.