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Jaw set, Colin eyed Kiri as she approached. Candlelight from the sconces lining the walls flickered over her stony features, casting them in a grim light. The urge to take a step backwards swelled, but he stayed firm, meeting her cool eyes dead on. About to say something, he opened his mouth, however, he stopped at the sound of another voice popping up from the back corner of the room - [color=lightgreen][b]“U-Um...so...it looks l-like we're all roommates..?”[/b][/color]

There was someone else in there with them? 

 He cast an eye over the room – skimmed over the four rickety cots, the chest of draws, shoved into the corner and blanketed in a thick mat of dust, the bookshelves, home to what appeared to be a tattered copy of some previous occupant’s personal bestiary, missing half of its pages – all absolutely [i]fascinating[/i], but still not a third person - whom he assumed was 'Celestina'.  

 Except – what was that? A green glimmer, out of the corner of his eye. He directed his attention towards it, taking a moment to make out the shape of an, incredibly small, young woman. He rubbed his bottom lip with the back of his thumb, an unusually considered movement, brow furrowed, [color=8dc73f]“Are you… some kind of spellcaster?”[/color]

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