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[h3][color=e7cd90][b] 12:15 PM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France[/b][/color][/h3]  
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[url=https://i.imgur.com/nUOttnn.jpg]Elenore La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/B7xTb1N.jpg]Richard La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/9P1MJod.jpg]Agatha La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/uKShMXQ.jpg]George La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/DBv6k9z.jpg]Beatrice La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/38rDBwZ.jpg]Lawrence La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/Z2EXOco.jpg]Nathan La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/dCXpQPS.jpg]Elizabeth La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/qVWDMTv.jpg]Gabrielle La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/oQDUgZq.jpg]Jeanne La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/YlXlI3M.jpg]Lena La Lune[/url]
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[center][h1][color=dae8c1]Ralph[/color][/h1]  
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[color=dae8c1]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune
[color=dae8c1]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center]  
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Ralph shrugs. [color=dae8c1]”No worries. We haven’t really talked yet.”[/color] He looked at Rihannon, confused. [color=dae8c1]”For the nominee meet-up. We were all going to go on a walk together. Get some fresh air. Chat with each other.”[/color] He emphasized chat. Hoping that Rih would understand what he was getting at. 

He could hear doors upstairs opening and closing, and someone knocking on doors. He glanced at his watch; it was after the agreed time. He shifted. Hoping that the others wouldn’t take too much longer, but here came the guy that Millicent had been hanging out with earlier. Ralph realized he didn’t know his name. Hopefully, that’d be something they could figure out on this walk. Who was everyone? What everyone knew. They should be able to talk about it all openly and honestly on this walk. What he really hoped, though, was that the rain had calmed down. 

He opened the front door and looked out. It had not. It pattered away. From here, it didn’t look too bad, but they’d be wet after only a few moments outside, soaked through, unless they had rain gear. He looked at a door near the front door and opened it. Inside were several jackets and a couple of umbrellas. [color=dae8c1]”Perfect.”[/color] He pulled out the umbrellas and held one out for Constance or Rihanna to take.