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A certain blonde female caught the instant that the Caer assault had begun. Stationed on one of the Monastery's bell towers as per her instructions, this lady held a pair of binoculars in her left hand as she witnessed the full extent of the Monastery's three-tiered defense infrastructure of the...

OGUN looked down to the outstretched hand and felt an impulse somewhere that told him to be wary. Considering this, he took the Agresor strategy. ".." Shifting obviously uncomfortably, OGUN moved one hand into his pocket until it felt comfortable, sending signals of contentment and comfort...

OGUN, his eyes dulled, rose to meet his companion's. But on whatever night he pondered this to be, there was nothing he could expect to jolt him. No reason to look where he did not mean to look. No spark in the machine of head or heart to raise his eyes past the ground. With a defeated sigh...

NAME: Adeline ven Scarmonnen-Leight (Adel) AGE: 22 ORIENTATION: Paladin-under-tutelage (Aspiring Paladin Assistant) BACKSTORY: Another resident of Lutetia, Adeline is the daughter of journalist Scarlot Scarmonnen and local grocer chain enthusiast-full time grocer Gerald Leight. Though introduced...

Walking up the hill, OGUN reconstructed what he should infer of the scene since he had time to kill. Luna, at this time another Proselyte, was the murderer in this scenario. The method of murder was undetermined. The victim was Dr. Casein, a werewolf, an intellectual. Closing his eyes, OGUN...

OGUN gave short, suggestive replies as the driver found his way through the city. Despite being given the simple direction of Go To The Phantom Quarter, the driver had made the decision at the start not to fully take OGUN into the quarter, no matter how much money he was given. However, the...

Stepping out into the courtyard, OGUN glared at the beautiful scenery. There were students scattered and enjoying each other's company or working hard on assignments. OGUN's eyes flew to the corner he had met with Luna at every day the first month of their tutorship. On a day like today, she...

As he walked down the halls, OGUN's surly attitude and aura were so violent and engaging that all students were deterred from approaching him, much less attempting to recognize him. Instead, OGUN kept his hands in his pockets and a soft sneer on his lips, batting away any and all attempts to...

OGUN took a last look at his room with a cold face, forcing himself to stave off any emotional attachment he had to this place. This bed, this desk, the pristine floor, the blank brick walls. He felt something of a snort form in his chest as he thought, This is my prison. 'Am I really doing...

NAME: OGUN (Hugo Dampierre tel Vailance) AGE: ??? (17) ORIENTATION: Mercenary (Monastery Dropout/Abandonee) BACKSTORY: Ambitious and hungry street urchin. (Hugo is the youngest child of the Vailence line, one of Lupaix's longstanding noble families. He has three older brothers, the eldest...

Luna smirked and thought back to the man she'd seen on the sidewalk earlier. The city's atmosphere, especially as they entered Merveilleux, reminded her of her own complexities and who she was as passenger. Her hand tucked the crystal away into her purse and moved an imaginary out-of-place...

Luna nodded, balancing Jeanne's rhythms with a peace honed after years of working with stubborn older clerics. She focused her gaze on the traffic light as she turned the case on its head mentally. It took her a moment to realize she wasn't actually thinking anymore. Was something bothering her...

She placed a hand to her chest and opened her eyes, laughing spitefully at her now old self. "It's a simple deduction. The motives within the crimes only match the motif of crying out one's name. Like one would howl at the moon." She gazed wistfully out the car window, noticing an old man in a...

Sand stood at the appointed place next to her father's seat, where an old man with hard and weather features sat patiently as the room slowly filled with people. He motioned for Sand to lean in to him so he could whisper, as he did under the watchful eye of the people. "I wonder if they'll serve...

Luna closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I have a theory." Melodramatically, she stared at the road ahead fiercely, working herself into a state of active focus. "The crime scenes follow the typicality of werewolves in their attacks. Most specifically, they're violent and bloody...

"Understood." She took a moment to think of a useful thought, then said, "You say you have a feeling that this crime has a pattern you don't see finding completion soon. From what you've seen so far, what threads are you picking up?" She looked to Jeanne with a thinking expression, sensing that...

"Of course." She met Jeanne's glance and then turned her gaze to the street. "Understood." She waited for Vernon to take his leave before admitting her underlying insecurity. "Detective, I'm not very familiar with the procedures that your faction uses. What's the next proper topic of discussion...

"Merveilleux.. Hmm." Luna smiled silently, thinking of her friend in the Merveilleux District. Not directly tied to this case or to the Order, the thought of entering a part of the city with some sense of familiarity warmed her. "You're leaving, detective? There's still something to discuss...

"Mmm.." She sighed. Closing her eyes and looking back from the window, she muttered exactly what he said and drew more strings of light, laying them into the crystal and smoothing out the edges which tried to break the form now. "Jeanne, how close are we to the crime scene? I don't know enough...

Luna's eyes flashed with the absence of movement as she continued inquiring, seemingly unimpeded by the grief of one's own coming to harm and instead, furrowed her brow to discern to the forms which lay at the foundation of this crime scene. "I'm sorry, I'm having trouble understanding. So the...