"What our peers do has no effect on us, Initiate Yuric!" Ysvain exclaimed.
He said despite the plot developing between Norah and Vittoria Larrainth.
Ysvain then hissed as he suddenly separated his once bound arms. At his feet dropped the smoldering bit of rope that once wrapped around his...
In the reception room already would be Ysvain and anyone else that had already arrived. The attire he wore was sharp and of good quality - the minimum expected of the Urahil for this occasion. His breeches especially seems to be of a fine material for comfort and breathability.
Upon Leander's...
Ysvain's eyes spotted Yuric as the one at the other end of the ethereal rope. A smile formed on his face as Yuric stood up and greeted Ysvain by word and with an attempted a handshake.
In response, Ysvain gave a by-the-book standard Dreadlord salute to his comrade instead of shaking Yuric's...
Ysvain began to stir as Proctor Plunkard bellowed "GOOD MORNING INITIATES!!"
A raspy groan followed as Ysvain's eyes opened to see the Proctor yammering through the sending stone. He rubbed his eyes - dark circles having formed beneath them.
As Plunkard continued, Ysvain slowly got up and...
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