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[hr][b][color=purple]Location:[/color][/b] The Augery
[b][color=purple]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center]
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Marco had been a little bit surprised that Waverley had decided to use her magic to repair the stuffed animal, since he was fully aware that Alexandra would just use that freshly mended stuffed animals as sacrifices right again. At least thankfully none of them were doves this time... he wasn't sure he could tolerate seeing another dove being taken apart by Alexandra again. He was already pretty unnerved by the painting they were looking at. He gently took Emily's hand and then rubbed it softly as she spoke. 

[color=purple]"Yes, there are going to be six of us on the quest, and we are aware that is... not a good number. But Nancy was rather.... specific about this."[/color] His arm moved from holding Emily's hand to wrapping it around her waist and held her close and sighed a bit at that point. He was not wanting to look over at the painting again at that point, since it was just unsettling him more. He still had... nightmares. The day he had witnessed the end of one of the last Wars... 

He didn't like talking about it. That had not been a great day. Everyone on the Isle of Manhattan had been asleep, well all the mortals. The creatures that had been flying through the air, the giant gods fighting... it still haunted him sometimes.