[Right][H2][color=#CA9BF7]Fia Blackfire[/color][/H2][/right]
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	Fia chuckled as Vesemir finished speaking. While Fia considered that if they had cleaned out the vault, she could see Arcan’s alternate form, it was still too early to be pulling those kinds of shenanigans. “You are just fine the way you are, darling. You take that book and you treasure it. I’m sure you’ll get more value out of it any of us could with anything else. Except maybe…” Fia paused short of mentioning a cure to Jazdia’s curse. To seek knowledge over a cleansing artifact must mean that ancient artificer never designed such an object, or that it’s not here. Odd considering that he prepared a spell for combating liches. Fia stopped the conversation as Vesemir offered his sincere smile. Besides, there was also Stepan.
	“Ah, there you are, darling. You were so quiet and to yourself I lost track of you. Glad to see you were not whisked away by some cursed trinket or nefarious djinn. We’ve only met the one, but given the state of things, there could be others hiding.” joked Fia after Stepan spoke up. However, it was clear that though he were only an outsider, he was curious about the twilight lands. They were valid questions. Fia knew very little of the lands herself. What she knew she learned from an elf she used to travel with and even then his answers were cryptic like it was some kind of secret. All he really said was there lied remains of what would be better off forgotten.
	Fia looked back at the two elves, “Easy is always easy. But being blunt will better get the point across, darling. Go with that.”