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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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...he raised weapon against you?

[beitangmoran]

He got a little over his head out in the forest about a week ago. I assume he's fine now?

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Did he succeed in injury?

[beitangmoran]

No. My power saw fit to help me out of the situation.

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The hunts... were not of choice.

[beitangmoran]

I'm not holding it against him, I just would rather be sure I or my current cohorts are not at risk.

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He is not as animals.

[beitangmoran]

I would hope not.