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Room 3

You find yourselves in a well acquainted parlor while the storm rages on outside. Mother's voice resounds from somewhere unseen.

"Dear Mother will be with you in a moment, my children. But until then, please do try to become well acquainted with one another."

[You'll find a small dance card tucked into the pocket of your outfit. It has on it a description of your role. Please refer to the DP journal for a post locked to your team with the contents of your card.]

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. . . likewise, it was not you that was the source of my frustration.

That much I can understand.

Is there anything you'd care to share?

If you'd care to listen.

I will.

It seems our acquaintance Lord Keily is longing for a challenge of some sort--the daily activities must not be enough to satisfy him.

Not enough to satisfy, is it?

I'm afraid not.

How troubling.

Indeed.

[gesturing to Zack]

Meanwhile, I hear the lady here regrets that she cannot struggle more to survive and seek her vengeance.

Vengeance, truly? I would not have guessed it.

You don't think so? A smile can hide a lot of things.

If that is the case, I must wonder how she was wronged.

I doubt it's necessary to speculate. The world can wrong us in countless ways.

... that's very true.

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