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[color=#9D7A80]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=#9D7A80]Location:[/color] Morning Blossom Cafe
[color=#9D7A80]Interactions:[/color] [@JJ Doe] Count Fritz “Run” Hendrix 
[color=#9D7A80]Attire:[/color] [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/619241131355537409/1230713351022055435/file-lkZIj70ovprjgH5l3hNWlXXX.png?ex=66345220&is=6621dd20&hm=95df4930e3a3ab5d773a81a7e4b602cdded38b14eacb2fd1618471e6be0b0a58&]Dress[/url]

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As the sounds of rain pitter-pattered on the windows of her chamber, Torvi stirred from her slumber, her mind already buzzing with anticipation for the day ahead. Today would be different from what she was used to, for it marked the beginning of the Courting Mixer, an event she had been both dreading and secretly looking forward to. She'd decided to attend as it was a good opportunity to meet new people and continue her investigations of those here in Caesonia.

With purposeful movements, she rose from her bed, her bare feet padding softly against the polished floor. The air was cool against her skin, a welcome contrast to the warmth that had settled in her bones.

Today called for attire unlike any other, and Torvi wasted no time in selecting her ensemble. She bypassed her usual leather armor and instead reached for [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/619241131355537409/1230713351022055435/file-lkZIj70ovprjgH5l3hNWlXXX.png?ex=66345220&is=6621dd20&hm=95df4930e3a3ab5d773a81a7e4b602cdded38b14eacb2fd1618471e6be0b0a58&]a gown that shimmered like molten gold[/url] in the dim light of her chamber. The fabric flowed like liquid around her frame, accentuating her curves and lending an air of regal elegance to her form.

Her hair, usually bound in practical braids, cascaded down her back in loose waves, each strand catching the light and reflecting a thousand hues of silver and moonlight. She adorned herself with delicate jewelry, each piece glinting softly in the morning light.

As she made her way through the halls of the castle and eventually put into the world, Fenrys padded silently at her side, his large form a comforting presence in the quiet solitude of the corridors. His amber eyes glinted with amusement as he regarded her attire, a scoff echoing through the air. Torvi shot him a playful glare, urging him to silence with a gentle pat on his sleek fur.

Arriving at the Morning Blossom Cafe, Torvi felt a sense of calm settle over her. The soft melodies of the piano and the gentle murmur of conversation enveloped her like a warm embrace, soothing the odd nerves that had been fluttering in her stomach since dawn.

She had told Fenrys to stay outside, observe those passing by, and so that's what he did. He found himself a comfortable spot outside of the entrance out of the way, yet still under some cover from the rain. He looked almost regal and a bit frightening as he sat there gazing at those who walked in.

As Mingyu greeted her with a smile, Torvi returned the gesture as best as she knew how. She reached into the basket and plucked a small piece of paper, glancing at the number scrawled upon it. With a nod of thanks to Mingyu, she made her way further into the cafe, her steps light and purposeful.

As Torvi awaited her date, a sense of possibility hung in the air, mingling with the scent of fresh blossoms and the promise of new beginnings. But she wasn't here for the same reasons many others were. No, instead she was scanning the room and observing everyone there.[/color]