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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][NPC] Sir Dorian
[@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 attempted to patiently wait for Dorian to arrive, but a mischievous smile crossed her lips as the two Elvians had their conversation. [colour=red]“Don’t pay Feline too much mind; nicknames are a sign of companionship and friendship,”[/colour] she noted. Her attention turned to Faline, [colour=red]“As for her shapeshifting ability: Maybe she's born with it, maybe it's Simbelmynë.”[/colour] She shrugged her shoulders, leaving the answer unspoken.

Her eyes watched Dorian as he entered, placing items on the table in front of them. She peered over each one, studying the pattern on each, gleaning insights from them. Thankfully, her own token was faced up with the open fist symbol.

The Oath of the Concealed, a most curious collection of individuals, each from different backgrounds and specialities. She analysed the information and began to make deductions about the individuals and the roles they might play. Her own role seemed to align with that of a scout and historian.

The discussion of predecessors brought forth interesting points. Mousey's concern for her mother was understandable. As for herself, she could imagine that her Shifu, ꁲꁅꍩꁲꂠ, would be classified as a kind of father figure. Feline referred to herself as a lone wolf, perhaps due to her singular purpose in searching for someone dear to her. Her eyes glanced over Bear and Rabbit, unable to make any deductions beyond the observation that Rabbit was clearly far from her comfort zone.

It was curious how the Elvian shapeshifter was the first to sign up for the task at hand. Amandine had reckoned her to be the most sceptical among them, considering her people's indifference to the Empire's rules. And the other three? Well, they were human, which spoke for itself. This only meant one thing: she had to play along with this charade for now. She had been planning to remain quiet until a thought entered her mind, prompting her to ask, [colour=red]“Is this related to Duskrot?”[/colour]

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