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[color=a9a9a9][color=696969]“Brother Wolfe.”[/color]

[color=FAF0E6]“It is Brother Lamb now, Brother Ash.”[/color]

[color=696969]“I had forgotten about your change in attire,”[/color] replied the sanguinaire. [color=696969]“My apologies.”[/color]

[color=FAF0E6]“Accepted, as always, Brother Ash.”[/color]

[color=4682B4]“This food must’ve cost more than a year’s schooling here,”[/color] remarked a third robed man, his vestments simple and blue. [color=4682B4]“Just think what else they could’ve done with it.”[/color]

[color=7bcdc8]“Don’t be so dour now, Brother Flint,”[/color] cooed a small shapely woman, laying a gentle hand upon his arm. [color=7bcdc8]“What is life if we do not make space for flourishing?”[/color]

[color=FFFACD]“Are you certain you would not flourish more in the Vermilion Order, Sister Cadence?”[/color] asked a woman in brilliant white and gold robes.

[color=7bcdc8]“I am a tool of Ipte, let them use me as they will, Sister Lumen.”[/color] 

[color=FFFACD]“Just so, Sister, and I do not disagree with you. Life is something to be [i]felt[/i].”[/color]

[color=4682B4]“I don’t either,”[/color] said Brother Flint gruffly. [color=4682B4]“Just reeks of hoity-toity types. Something about these spoiled lordlets makes me wish I could smack them in their smug little faces.”[/color]

[color=FAF0E6]“You have most certainly placed yourself in the right situation to do that,”[/color] Brother Lamb assured him. [color=FAF0E6]“There are plenty here who could stand to learn proper fear of the Gods.”[/color]

[color=696969]“Speaking of which,”[/color] said Brother Ash, [color=696969]“Do you see anyone we should be worried about?”[/color]

[color=FFFACD]“The stronger Tarlonese,”[/color] replied Sister Lumen immediately, [color=FFFACD]“and their unnatural magics.”[/color]

[color=FAF0E6]“They are fools,”[/color] sneered Lamb, [color=FAF0E6]“who worship a false goddess.”[/color]

[color=7bcdc8]“There is a sangunaire among the home teams,”[/color] suggested Sister Cadence. [color=7bcdc8]“Quite the titillating prospect.”[/color]

[color=696969]“She will bear watching,”[/color] said Brother Ash quietly, as the Turquoise Hundrian sucked some of the sugar off of her fingers and the Blue Rezaindian filled his little plate. [color=696969]“Leave her to me if she proves a problem.”[/color]

[color=4682B4]“We worried about Verrano’s people?”[/color] grunted Flint.

[color=FAF0E6]“Only Gloria, really,”[/color] Lamb decided. [color=FAF0E6]“I will deal with her if necessary.”[/color]

[color=7bcdc8]“Please play nice,”[/color] reminded Sister Cadence. [color=7bcdc8]“She is our sister in faith, after all.”[/color]

[color=FFFACD]“In a manner of speaking,”[/color] sneered Lumen. [color=FFFACD]“Personally, I am more concerned with this ‘Ice King’.”[/color]

[color=696969]“He is a fraud,”[/color] Brother Ash assured her. [color=696969]“Though I will admit to being intrigued by the Hegelans.”[/color]

[color=FAF0E6]“They are unremarkable but for their potions,”[/color] said Lamb.

[color=696969]“What of the faculty themselves?”[/color] inquired Brother Ash, narrowing his eyes and taking a quick bite of his croissant. [color=696969]“You know their intentions were not pure in inviting us over.”[/color]

The Dread Priest went still and quiet, gazing out over the crowd and the five members of their allied team: ‘Good Guy Team.’ They were from some exotic place and quite weak in general. Of course, that mattered little to Covenant. They only needed useful idiots who might be disposable. Still, he could tell that Brothers Ash and Flint both lusted for the girl with the eyepatch: Ahrora. She was a rare beauty, to be fair, in an exotic sort of way, but also a godless wretch. She was right now stuffing her face and glancing in their direction, smiling and waving, and Lamb smiled back. Ash would bear watching. Flint, disciplining - painfully, if need be. [color=FAF0E6]“You bear no blame, dear brother,”[/color] Brother Lamb assured him belatedly. [color=FAF0E6]“It is I who they seek and it is I who shall face them if need be.”[/color]

[color=4682B4]“If Hunghorasz comes after you -”[/color] 

[color=FAF0E6]“He will not do so in earnest.”[/color] The Lindrian smiled patiently, beatifically. 

[color=4682B4]“But if he does,”[/color] Flint insisted.

[color=FAF0E6]“Then he shall kill me.”[/color] The others flashed concerned looks, in their own unique ways, and Cadence laid a comforting hand upon him. He clasped it, squeezed it, and let it go. [color=FAF0E6]“That will be as Reshta wills it, but let us remember our purpose, brothers and sisters.”[/color]

[color=FFFACD]“As always, you centre us, Brother Lamb,”[/color] said Sister Lumen. 

[color=4682B4]“The Volti,”[/color] spat Brother Flint.

[color=696969]“The book,”[/color] concluded Brother Ash.[/color]

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