Fable - Ask Grains of Death and Sand

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Her lip curled into a half snarl for only a second at the sheer cheek of Heller calling them children.

"Empress, might I visit your library if you have one? I would like to read more on this Drakomir. Might lend some insight in which we are to attempt tomorrow." And her etiquette lessons had Vittoria lowering into a grand curtsy.
 
Their work began on the next day. The heat seemed to cling inside the walls, and Heller used the college magic he knew to work the fronds into gracing himself and the Initiates a breeze.

They had all broken their fast before coming to the site the Regent wanted him to work on. All he needed to do was assess. Determine what strains of this lingering plague was something needing his immediate attention. In truth, he did not need the Initiates, but due to how responsive they were in fighting against the Hands that came after them, Heller was afraid the Regent would have wanted to punish them if they were left to their own devices.

"I need you three to help me." He said, frowning at them. Heller got shit all sleep last night due to the heat suffocating the walls of his room. "Larrainth, take the south. Marcia, east, and D'Amour west."

The fissure would run through their circle, cutting through and leaving him alone on one half.

Marcia Fabien 'King' D'Amour
 
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