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[color=97bc88][i][b]Location[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] The Patch
[color=97bc88][i][b]Interactions[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] [b][/b] Scott [@Blizz], Hanna [@Prisk], McDaniel [@Bartimaeus], Zhalia [mentioned], Simon [mentioned], Manon [mentioned]
[color=97bc88][i][b]School of Magic[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] Transmutation & Conjuration
[color=97bc88][i][b]Items[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] pouch with sand, pouch with various treats for rats
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	"[color=97bc88]See you later and have a pleasant evening![/color]" Phalko called after their cousin. Their eyes lingered on her they couldn't help worring. No one could help worrying at the moment. Yet Phalko was aware, that the choice they made three months ago, to live on the Coven grounds meant shelter during the growing unease. They tried to shake the feeling off. [color=4B5E44]Just for tonight, please, let tonight feel normal.[/color] It was the first Ostara back home and they hoped that Lina's words would like a self-fufilling prophecy, come true. That growing light would join the shadow which was brewing up above them all. 

	As they walked among the groups of witches they tuned in to their laughter, their conversation, their gossip. Zhalia Ramshorn was still the talk of the evening, and though Phalko was curious about their newest member, they weren't all that interested in stories about a necromancy cult coven. The topic was boring to them with so far no chance of getting better sources than hear-say. They tried to refocus on the festivities, an effort encouraged by the lovely smell of sweet home baked goods. They dipped into the nearest tent and gathered quickly that food was being tasted. Phalko offered the three witches a smile and a nod and greeted them with their names before stepping between Scott and Hanna to load up their plate. First a brownie and then after Hanna raised their eyebrows at them and pointed sweetly with her eyes at the apple pie next to her. Phalko blushed and could of course not say no to her. Then they turned and excused themselves with an "[color=97bc88]Have a pleasant evening![/color]" 

	Glad that they made it out of there without being roped into conversation and having to attempt awkward small talk, they made their way over to the fire. Looking at it made them think of the speech again, of their lost job and of returning home, of feeling like a jagged puzzle piece yet being warmly welcomed. The sweetness of the brownie and the tartness of Hanna's apple pie only contributed to that overall feeling. They stood by the fire, their thoughts lost for a moment in the dance of light and dark. They noticed quite late who was sitting nearby. By the time they pondered [color=4B5E44]wether now was a good time to socialise with Zhalia if only to satisfy my curiousity, oh but she's already with someone so I don't want to intrude and be-[/color] another person joined the two.   
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