[center][h3][color=90C8AC][b]Nibiria[/b][/color][/h3]
[sup]Interacting with: No-one
[h3]Location: Home[color=a9a9a9]||[/color] Action: Studying[color=a9a9a9]||[/color] Emotion: Pensive[/h3][/sup][/center][hr]It was early morning, as Nibiria shuffled through the cottage she’d claimed as a homestead, and milled around her office. There was nothing on her calendar; no patients to be seen, no appointments to be made. Everything was scheduled off for the week, because she was on vacation for once.

She needed it. Badly.

Hearth was no normal, sleepy hamlet in the backwoods and nowhere. It was a place of tortuous secrets that had kept her wide awake for almost a week since she’d started to notice things were off about the people she’d been living around for close to a year. 

There were dark people with dark secrets; runaways and strays; hunters and hunted; monsters clad in the flesh of mer and in the clothing of men. Pictures were pinned to a white wall; various coloured yarn strung up between them like a colourful web...

[hider=Patients Files or a Web of Intrigue?]
[hider=Wormwood][img]https://i.imgur.com/wSl3GAN.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Margaret][img]https://i.imgur.com/rbT7w64.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Penumbra][img]https://i.imgur.com/XQV0pqu.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Rallis][img]https://i.imgur.com/vQFiJgB.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Boros][img]https://i.imgur.com/xn458Oi.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Ingrid][img]https://i.imgur.com/TUlh1Xv.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Goh][img]https://i.imgur.com/0bAwcPR.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Jada][img]https://i.imgur.com/eQ5q00g.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Cornelius][img]https://i.imgur.com/8t4PPH5.png[/img][/hider]
[hider=Saya][img]https://i.imgur.com/tDMwiu6.png[/img][/hider]
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As she downed her fourth cup of coffee, the wired alchemist glared at the pictures.

“[color=3A5F0B]I need the common denominator...[/color]” Nibiria says, pouring her fifth cup. “[color=3A5F0B]What about this place makes it a beacon to troublesome individuals?[/color]”