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[sup][sup][i]Tristan -- The Knight of Lamentation[/i][/sup][/sup][/h3][b]Current Location:[/b] Business District -- In the streets near River Seine[hr][/center]
“With your permission, Master,” Tristan said as he caught Yazhu before leaping off the edge the building, landing some halfway through the distance between them and the other Duo. For a Servant, such a feat was nothing, yet he made a point of landing as softly as possible for the comfort as well as the dignity of his Master.

“If you allow me to make a suggestion,” he began just as he got back to his feet, leaving Yazhu right beside him. “I believe I spotted a small park near the river when we came here. Why don’t we talk there?” Tristan spoke as he looked towards the direction from which the other pair came.

Even when speaking about a mundane issue such as the place for their conversation, Tristan’s voice carried a melancholy tone that tugged at one’s heartstrings. And, despite his appearance as a knight being impeccable in every respect, something about the way he looked and acted was enough to make all but the most stoic feel a tinge of sadness and longing in the back of their minds.
[hr][center][b]Going towards:[/b] Nowhere at the moment[/center][hr]
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