Patricia Wilson
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Gabriel didn’t voice a response to Nerissa’s order, his head tilting slightly as he approached Karnaka. His head remained tilted, quietly observing the man as he walked around the chair in a counter-clockwise circle. From head to toes, he inspected him. His clothes, his skin, his nails, the state of his hair, Gabriel observed it all so that he could understand what kind of life Karnaka lived. But the main reason he walked the way he did was to walk himself back. It had been… a while since he last…-
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“… We’ll split up for a moment, one group will investigate the attack while the other moves on to the next company! Arvold, Langrun, Farang, and Tarung, move on ahead, the rest of you follow me!” Nerissa had to make a split-second decision, return and investigate the attacked carriage or press on and dig into the next proxy company they found? Naturally, she was unwilling to give up on either. Sure, the emperor would send guards to the company just in case it was attacked like the bar they just…
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Nerissa raised her hand in a sharp and silent manner the moment Tarmund pleaded, evidently quite prepared for his surrender. The inquisitors stopped immediately, almost looking frozen in the air for a second before they stepped back to their original positions. Her gaze landed on Tarmund, the book in her hand drawing a line in the air as she gestured towards a nearby table. “Well then, how about you join me for a little chat? Arvold, Duvain, ensure that nobody leaves this room until further orders are…
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The hidden dungeon was meticulously but quickly searched, not a single nook or cranny left undisturbed. But the end-result was just as expected, there were no other secret rooms tucked away within this already hidden underground area. Still, their first stop in the investigation resulted in at least a handful of evidence so it was a good start. The people who had been locked up in the dungeon were freed and brought out, but they naturally weren’t free to just leave. They had to be questioned and…
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“I understand that you must be quite shocked, and anxious to return to your homes. But please rest assured, with the Amber Inquisitors taking on the task, I am sure that we will receive some information sooner rather than later. Please, have some wine while you wait, we’ve opened an exquisite vintage sent straight from the vineyards on Bolsor Holm.” Abigail moved between the mumbling nobles with a graceful smile, a handful of servants following her every move as they handed out glasses filled with…
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“Gabriel Sakra Indra greets Head Inquisitor Nerissa Sylla of the Amber Inquisitors. As allowed by his Esteemed Highness, I will offer you my assistance as best I can during this investigation so please feel free to order me around as you would your other subordinates.” Gabriel saluted as he greeted the inquisitors, who had just finished receiving their orders from Emperor Arthas. As it was a rather rushed order they naturally couldn’t bring out the full force of the Amber Inquisitors, it would be a…
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The banquet hall was silent after Teresa finished recounting her story, receiving more than a few queer gazes from the nobles around her. How could they not look at her like that? She was evidently still rather mentally rattled so she had spoken without filtering her words as she usually would. Hallucinations, magic of a type they had never heard of before, random bouts of illness, emotions that seemingly arose out of nowhere. It sounded like a fairy tale, a funny little story, a… “Are we supposed…
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The title was sweet on her lips, each syllable like sugar as it fell from her lips. Yes, Abigail Earhart, Crown Princess and the sole hope of the empire, such was her lady. The sweet taste of the title couldn’t be wrong. And yet… her stomach churned more with each passing second. When the sweet-tasting words fell from her lips, her stomach lurched. There was a sour sensation rushing up her throat, her body rejecting the very notion implied by those words. And why wouldn’t it? Alice Vritara was her…
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“Ah, you must be one of the new maids, proof of employment please. Just for safety’s sake.” A slightly aged and tired looking man greeted Teresa when she reached the actual entrance of the mansion. He was slightly hunched over, and while his graying hair was well-maintained it was also starting to grow too long so it almost hung over his eyes. “…*^?¤…*^)#” The indistinct buzzing still rang in her ears, only barely audible but loud enough to be distracting. It had gotten worse as she got…
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Perhaps as one would expect, there was quite the clamor in the banquet hall after Teresa came charging in, covered in blood while carrying an unconscious young child. Naturally, most of the clamoring came from the fact that Gabriel announced that Teresa would bring with her evidence that someone in the Sorin family was colluding with the Kasarias kingdom. Thus, the hazy-eyed girl was the center of everyone’s attention. Naturally, Gabriel was also focused on Teresa, but his reasonings were a bit…
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