[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House – Chicago, IL 
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Caden glances at me but I allow him to speak first. [color=#006400]”No, Cassiopeia hails from Scotland. She is of a different lineage of witches than the ones here. Although they do get along, she does not speak or represent them.”[/color]

[color=#DB7093]”The witches here are the ones you would be more familiar with,”[/color] I elaborate for Nero. I was a fifth-generation witch born, my craft naturally within me rather than given by another. I was master to no one other than myself; however,I did receive council from my ancestors, nature, and the triple goddess.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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I continue to eat, off my plate this time, and nod along as Cassi speaks. I finish my meal and set my plate aside.

[color=#006400]”So, as you can see, we are a unique group. But more than qualified to handle this situation.”[/color]