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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=black][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mystic Prophecy Chapterhouse, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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Priscilica nodded, listening to Graves’ response to her question. 

She noticed Graves hadn’t mentioned a good number of people. Benkei and Kazuki the most concerning given their intimacy with the situation. Had they not stuck together? Had the two left Thorinn? She raised a brow. She sincerely hoped it wasn’t because they felt guilty by arriving late to the boss chambers of the dungeon. Or did they decide to not heed her advice and leave the city?

[color=C4407A]“What about Benkei and Kazuki?”[/color]

[color=#A84B5E]“They’re around.”[/color] Rael volunteered, [color=#A84B5E]“Everyone’s still trying to figure out how we’re going to survive. We were wondering what we could do to help around here.”[/color]

Help. That was a word Priscilica didn’t think was in Rael’s vocabulary unless it was accompanied by a ‘herself’. She was impressed that Graves had somehow convinced the red-haired thief. She still remembered how sore she and Luci had been when Rael had made off to the black market with the quest item in the last dungeon they paired with each other with. What was the name of the item again? The Shroud of Maris? To think the girl she had known as being dubious and shifty was talking about other people’s feelings and looking after their needs was funny in a way. She supposed that was just one of the things the glitch was doing. People weren’t playing pretend anymore. How much did she even know about Rael?

The spellcaster smiled, [color=C4407A]“We have a lot of supplies, but we could always use more. I haven’t thought too much about what we’re going to need ahead of time, but ordering food and provisions in bulk is probably the next step.”[/color]

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