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( Dark and damp and Lan Wangji's pallor strained under moonlight. Behind him, flickers of broad, long temple columns — and the smoke smears of... ghosts, gathered. He seems short of breath, the silvered sheen of his sword half drawn from her scabbard, a spate of parchment papers littering the walls: active talismans. )

They have crowded their halls of the dead, to excess.

Here, the key withholds itself. Who hunts the other locations?

( And a pause, hesitant — whether to find his words or, absently, slap another talisman on the spirit that looms with a gaping maw behind him. ) Ke-Waihu stands safe?

( ooc: forwarded dated to the group's incursions in Ke-Waicai. Feel free to run into him in person, if you're also chasing the haunted temple key! )

Comments

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To resuscitate priorities.

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You let my priorities be my concern.

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You pertain to a contingent.

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I've done way harder heists than stealing a key from a bunch of bored nerds, it'll be fine.

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Yet, deed unperformed.

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I told you we'll get to it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to actually get to the task instead of arguing about it.

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Gratitude.



( The........... most uncertain. )

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Finally. Good luck with your situation there, buddy!

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( THE HEAVENS DID NOT SMILE UPON HIM ON THIS DAY )

We shall obtain one key.

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Yeah, you get yours and we'll get ours.

Wait. You got any idea who's on the third key?

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Apologies. We broke path.

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Huh. Isn't that interesting.

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Better we undertake work, few.

A flexible contingent.