[center][h1][color=fb441a]Lin Liao[/color][/h1][/center]
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There was an awkward pause after Lin introduced herself. The newcomer hadn't responded in any way leaving only the muffled sounds of chatter from upstairs to fill the void. After feeling she had given plenty of time for the newcomer to acknowledge her presence, Lin opened her mouth to say something, but whatever words she had ready would be held back when yet [i]another[/i] unfamiliar face came down the stairs.

[color=fb441a]"Okay seriously? Where were you? In the pantry?"[/color] Lin asked dumbfounded at the number of people she was suddenly meeting. [color=fb441a]"Actually, never mind. I'm going to give myself a migraine if I keep questioning this place."[/color] With a defeated sigh, Lin pushed herself from the shelf she had been leaning [color=fb441a]"I suppose the  bar cat sent you to get us. Come on, Pink let's go."[/color] Lin motioned for Rosea to follow, begrudgingly climbing back up the stairs without the liquor she had gone down to find. 

Opening the door leading to the cafe, Lin found the Black Pentacle was, gone. Every one of the colorful characters who had occupied the establishment mere minutes ago were now nowhere to be seen. In their place was a lone girl sitting at the bar with a white mask and a cane that looked to be made of peppermint… [color=fb441a][i]No, Lin. You said you'd stop questioning things. Just roll with it.[/i][/color]

With no regard to the magic trick currently being displayed, Lin walked around the bar and took a seat next to the magician. [color=fb441a]"Alright, barkeep. Let's get straight to the point. There's treasure somewhere in this tower and I want it. Tell me how I get it and I'll be out of your hair."[/color]