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[center][h1][color=86608E]D[/color]orothea [color=86608E]H[/color]ohnstein[/h1] [h3]von Albesatz-Danzau[/h3][/center][hr]
Manfred: [@Force and Fury], Carmilla: [@Animus]

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It doesn’t make sense! Everything went all according to plan and then it all went dark. How could I fail this much? I had everything gifted to me on a silver platter, yet I screwed it up like a damned dummkopf! The Feskan was still in deep thought as she was being led by Manfred. She couldn’t tell him what happened, can she? Would he still accept her? I’ve done the unthinkable after all… 

The usually brash and loud girl was now no more than shaking and scared lamb, letting her frame be consumed by her own cloak as she tried to make herself as small as possible. It seems like being out of the chaotic brawl gave her brain ample time to start thinking about what went down. 

Her eyes widened upon the realization. There stood Carmillia. The person that was supposed to help her. Did she truly leave her behind? She opened one of her small satchels and began filling her dueling pistol with gunpowder, finishing it up with the small lead ball. 

As they closed the distance on the rest of the group, Dory aimed her pistol not at the mages in front of them but at her fellow student. A Mad look unbefitting the woman covered her face as she mumbled. “Filthy Perrenchwoman… Dirty traitors… You’ll pay for stamping over my trust…”