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    Tenacinde Modareno

    Once he found the baron's private quarters, the Phantom Star began a preliminary scan of the room so as to take in as much information as quickly possible. So the baron is a Serperior? Curious. He had wondered about it, considering his daughter. The revelation brought to mind the troubles of a...
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    Tenacinde Modareno

    Acting as her own diversion was quite the bold move, not that he expected any less from his more boisterous counterpart. It was certainly convenient for him, as the chaos made it trivial to snatch a dark cloak from a bewildered shopkeeper. Before long he was dashing across rooftops, a grey blur...
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    Tenacinde Modareno

    Meanwhile, in the shadows of the courtyard, scattered light began to coelesce into a point, which soon took shape as the startled form of a floragato materialised into existence. He frantically looked over himself, taking note of each strand of fur. “How fascinating...” Ever since the group...
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    Tenacinde Modareno

    A paw landed on the lucario's shoulder, and a floragato's head poked out from behind him. "Am I needed? Very well!" And so from the coach exited the Thorn, garbed in a soldier's hat and sash. She jumped up onto the roof of the carriage, where she sat herself on the edge with legs dangling. "No...
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    Tenacinde Modareno

    To think, Twig would wake up from his 'nap' just in time to find the situation complicate before his very eyes. How rude. It seemed that Esperanza had not expected her appointed guards to be such martinets about the exact details of their arrangement. They seek El Espino, do they? That can be...
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    Kivara Kivaran Bivouac

    From where she sat cross-legged, Isidora put down her tea. Her awe at the sheer effort and spectacle of the story suppressed her desire to blurt out a Wait, that's it? when it abruptly ended. Until now, she had gotten used to the strangeness of this world serving as either an obstacle or a tool...
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    Tenacinde Modareno

    Twig's tail lashed as his questions went entirely unanswered. I had almost forgotten what it was like to be dismissed and patronised. I suppose I should have expected this. Somehow, he got the impression that Esperanza could see through his facade, but he dismissed that thought for being...
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    Tenacinde Modareno

    Twig would have loved to indulge in the offered wine, but to do so unfortunately would have been too incongruous with his deception. Instead he could only steal rueful glances as he ate his food. It taunts me! If only I had the foresight... (He also noticed the red star on the horizon, but...
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    Kivara Kivaran Bivouac

    Isidora wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but somehow the Kivaran tundra seemed colder than what she remembered of the Pokoynyy. It's probably just been too long, she eventually figured, though with the night now just upon them... perhaps that was why she felt relief upon seeing the flame...
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    Tenacinde Modareno

    He could never mistake one of his own. He knew the form of their interloper just from the trill of his purr. And when he dropped down in the exact spot he himself would have chosen, Twig's fur stood on end not because of his appearance, but his appearance. Every detail was similar yet...
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    Kivara Starscrape Heaves

    Isidora silently listened to Malachai's story. Residual bitterness from earlier kept her from becoming fully invested, and the events themselves seemed so far removed from any world she had known that she wasn't sure what to make of some of it, but she still took it seriously out of courtesy. He...
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    Kivara Starscrape Heaves

    Isidora matched Laura's smile and shrugged. "No one else can. Magic's rare, and no one uses it the way I do. I'm special like that." Her ears flicked with annoyance. "Not what anyone means, smartass." She imagined how a draftmon might feel to get hit with that after expressing an honest...
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    Kivara Starscrape Heaves

    By the time Laura finished her story, Isidora's face was twisted with equal parts sympathy and bewilderment. She'd heard a few of the details of this story before, but the full context painted a clearer picture than she had been prepared to piece together. That purrloin I saw back in the Comb...
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    Tenacinde Canal Boneyard

    How curious. His usage of the term 'mystery dungeon' implies a concept wholly separate from what I'm familiar. This must truly be a separate world, then... Twig found his gaze drawn inquisitively towards the drilling rhydon, and he searched their eyes for any proof of true intent. "So... they're...
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    Tenacinde Canal Boneyard

    Sprigatito was staring perplexed at the working rhydon when his ears suddenly perked at the words of the group. Did I just understand what they said? The words of the growlithe, now inexplicably intelligible, prompted him to flinch away in quiet shock as his mind scrambled to grasp this...
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