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 Drox Fraternity House, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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[color=648F9F]“Seele…”[/color] The [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/d5/32/dfd532719360fe64b34951b03ae46a3c.jpg]young woman[/url] blinked with long shadows underneath her eyes, [color=648F9F]“…and Alex.”[/color]

Taasha looked over the two with some idle curiosity before returning her eyes to the paperwork in front of her. Urgent. The wayfarer was asking for urgency and well, the strangest things had been happening to wayfarers and denizens alike, especially those assigned with Drox. The investigators from the castle hadn’t found any connection between various cases and it had left Erianda furious and Taasha wasn’t one who wanted to be on the receiving end of the fraternity leader’s fury.

[color=648F9F]“Urgent...”[/color] She repeated Seele’s words before sliding the stack of papers over toward the two across the desk counter.

[color=648F9F]“Take your pick, [i]Seelex.[/i] We have missing persons. Wayfarers. Mostly. But some denizens.”[/color] She flicked a match on a slab of tinder on the top of her desk, drawing it to a pipe in her mouth as she moved an unkempt bang from her face before blowing out smoke from the pipe. [color=648F9F]“Investigators from the castle haven’t found any leads. Any connections between any cases. What with your people… sorry, wayfarers, acting out. So many hostile breakdowns.”[/color]

The pieces of parchments confirmed what the girl was saying despite her demeanor. Various places in Thorinn, even the exterior villages outside of the city’s walls were having issues finding certain key members of Drox. Mostly wayfarers who were vocationally spellcasters or thieves. The quickest assumption was to make was the thieves acted out and ended up in a unmarked grave, but spellcasters? They made big statements when having panic attacks. The missing denizens who were affiliated that were missing were people Seele had dealt with before, but nobody that could be described as a ‘main character’. Though that was thinking of it like a game. It’d take weeks, maybe months to investigate every lead in the papers. If Seele had a keen eye she’d notice the wayfarer disappearances seemed to start a few days after the glitch and that disappearances exponentially increased, albeit subtly from there. With denizens there was no such pattern.

[color=648F9F]“It’s a lot, isn’t it? Anyway, whatever you decide I hope you are more successful than the others. Personally, it’s a bit foreboding, hm?”[/color]

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