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Arriving punctually, fifteen minutes before it hit midday, Cleo, or rather, Sarah, was sat at a table in a book cafe known as The Erudite, waiting for her date to arrive. Her leg bounced, not quite anxious, but excited and interested to see what kind of person the waitress would be guiding to...

3 A friendly competition was the best way to forge bonds and to polish up her own skills until they gleamed. Cleo walked, drawing a line in the dirt using the tip of her spear as an instrument with which to draw, until a thick, noticeable boundary had been drawn, between herself and the...

It was a strange thought that her investigation would begin not even a few minutes after character creation, but well, when one kept an ear close to the ground and was used to listening out for clues and gossip, one tended to find a lead relatively quickly. Research had shown that places like...