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Who: Severine Fairplay and willing students
When: September 30, morning
Where: The school grounds, eventually the woods
What: Raiju (and other ghost) adventures!
Warnings: TBD

[ at first light, fellow insomniacs may spy Severine Fairplay pacing the school grounds, barely visible through the early morning mist. back and forth... back and forth... casting dark and furrowed glances towards the woods. the looming thicket has begun to change colour with the advent of fall, but despite the vibrancy, its atmosphere remains—oppressive.

by mid-morning, she is still there—or should I say returned there, for she's now accompanied by a hand-painted sign which reads: ]

SEEKING EXPEDITIONERS INTO WOODS
HARVEST RAIJU FUR
SLAY JINMENKEN & DEMON CENTIPEDES
FOR PROFIT

[ everyone loves a "Slay 10 rats in the tavern basement-style" quest, right? ]

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[ friendship ended with sqq ]

You are speaking with her.

I see. I'm not familiar.

Then, if the saying is true, I suppose we're in equal company.

One is curiosity, two is conspiracy; three is curse. This and other such inane sayings.

What do you think?

[ he thinks it's a little funny. he's not conscious of the smile that appears on his own face. ]

I admit that I have sometimes thought that perhaps some are cursed even from birth. Does race have anything to do with it? I've only known humans.

[ she bristles. of course she didn't expect him to immediately object to such an unkind adage, but for him to smile? ]

Tieflings are result of infernal influence on humans. Contracts or unholy union. I would have been human. My parents maybe human, my grandparents—if not for this.

Would that have been any better? Would you, or they, have been happier that way?

[ simply: ] Yes.

In my grandmother's grandmother's time, tiefling infants often suffered—we shall call it "failure to thrive".

Then you truly have my sympathies. No one asks to be born misfortunate.

Well. I have done what I can.

[ and marred the Vaux family name! but it can always be marred further. and it will be! ]

Never have I been stared at so much as here, however.

Then it must be little known here. What a shame that you've been honest. You could have reinvented yourself. Say that you rose to godhood, and your appearance has been blessed, and all who look upon you are blessed, and none would be any the wiser.

[ what a ghoulish smile. ]

Why would I want that. Godhood? Bah.

[ waves a hand ]

Only an example.

Are preparations finished?

Hm. [ that's an interesting example. godhood, she supposes, is a kinder assumption than "devilry". she stoops down and fusses with a little bag of items—namely, a simple dagger and her spellbook. ]

Nearly so. There will be others. We will begin at forest's edge and move deeper, but only just, and not for long.

An abundance of caution is always wise.

I am not going to die over five-point task set down by those very same beings which imprison us.

Do they often come all the way to the edge of the forest?

Mm. This, I do not know for myself. I am told they do not leave it. How close they linger... well, it is making most sense to stay deeper within.

It might be convenient for us now if they regularly venture closer to the outskirts, but the outskirts being just as dangerous as deeper in would be worse for us in the longterm. Unless they have a routine we could discern with observation...

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