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[right][colour=red][b][colour=gold]ꁲ ꂵ ꁲ ꋊ ꂠ ꂑ ꋊ ꈼ[/colour][/b]
[sub][sup]ꋖ ꂑ ꂵ ꈼ[/sup][/sub]
[sup][colour=white]Day 1 [Night]
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[sub][sup]꒒ ꂦ ꀯ ꁲ ꋖ ꂑ ꂦ ꋊ[/sup][/sub]
[sup][colour=white]Lock and Key [Somerset][/colour][/sup]
[sub][sup]ꉣ ꁲ ꌅ ꋖ ꂑ ꀯ ꂑ ꉣ ꁲ ꋊ ꋖ ꌚ[/sup][/sub]
[sup][colour=white][@WhiteAngel25] Faline
[@Mechromancer] Dorothea
[@Jamesyco] Torsten
[@Red Wizard] Simbelmynë[/colour][/sup]
[sub][sup]ꌚ ꂦ ꐇ ꋊ ꂠ ꋖ ꌅ ꁲ ꀯ ꀗ[/sup][/sub]
[sup][url=https://youtu.be/EmYjMUfIHqI]♫[/url][/sup][/colour][/right]
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Amandine simply smiled as Faline was being [i]helpful[/i] in correcting talk about the weather, shaking the woman’s hand firmly in return. However, she couldn't help but become distracted by the arrival of more people in the room, responding dryly, [colour=red]“Yes, we mercenaries must discuss our questionable ethical choices of engaging in acts of violence for material gain by recounting tales.”[/colour]

She examined the pair that entered, making mental notes on each of them. The first appeared to be reclusive and sheltered, and she seemed to be blushing under the hood. It was clear she was no social butterfly and was easily startled. The man who followed behind appeared to be pleasant and polite at a glance. Her nostrils flared as she caught the scent of incense. He was perhaps someone who knew about the stench of sickness, a healer of some kind.

Her gaze shifted to the side as the one known as Faline spoke on her behalf. It was evident that this was the girl who sought to be the leader of this gathering. Displaying that lone wolf tendency, superior attitude, and willingness to put herself forward. Amandine smiled inwardly, thinking, [i]'Yes, talk for me. Allow me to hide in plain sight.'[/i]

Her eyes then caught the attention of a field mouse, locking onto their prey like a predator. It was rather plump-looking. Perhaps it would become a tasty snack for later. Her eyes widened with curiosity as it shape-shifted into an even more delicious-looking Elvian. Her tongue discretely licked over her lips.

She allowed her gaze focus on the Elvian girl as she asked her questions, [colour=red]“While I cannot speak for your mother, from appearances, it seems that we have either volunteered to join an eclectic bordello, or something greater has brought diverse individuals together at the same time."[/colour]

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