>>6124257Silence stretches through the room. One by one, the others look at you.
Of course they do. You are the one with the connection to Saint Bragia. Carnaval’s feather. The cameo. And Master Delebasse’s first student in twenty years.
The girl with the silver hair, finally freed.
You run a hand through your locks, trying to wrestle with your thoughts — then you give up.
“No. She just said this was supposed to be a diplomatic mission. If this meant starting to appreciate the Treviri Throne and its inhabitants, I’m afraid it has failed before it began.”
Sandora gives you another of her smirks. They are different from Willow’s. The jade-eyed teacher seems to treat you like a curiosity, like the game Rubida criticised, a knot she wants to unravel.
It’s different from someone like Astoria — the Blessed Blind also clearly did not trust you, but as fellow believer, you could trust in Ansàrra. The Asterite instead… she only answers to herself. And to the Emperor, perhaps.
“Then you should consider yourself lucky,” Sandora sighs. “This mission will allow you to do what you certainly want to do to me. You can count your blessings, Argia Candente.” She opens one of the drawers and takes out a glass vial, setting it upright on the table. It’s filled with some sort of powder. It looks like diamond dust, glistening of every colour, possessing some sort of innate radiance. “Tell me, Madama Candente — how do you kill a mage?”
>"Master told me you don't. If you do, they explode in a burst of pernicious magic. So is this what's this is all about? Doing some dirty work?">"Don't you have Crows for that?" You turn to Soralisa. "They seemed to have done a good enough job during the Eldritch War.">You open your mouth to reply, but Willow is the one who speaks. She turns towards you, her eyes growing wide. "There's someone else here.">[Suggestion]Thanks for playing! We'll return to regular updates. I had a blast with friends, but it felt weird not working on this. Is this the feared QM curse...? I suppose we'll found out soon enough.