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[downswing]

( 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

[soulsrob]

Yes, a loved one! [Winnie nods as if confirming this]

You're practically like family to me, Wangji! I care about you very much. That's why I want to make sure you return home safe and sound!

[downswing]

( And softened, inevitably: )

You honour me.

[soulsrob]

[Gently:] You honor me, Wangji.

[Cheerily:] Now get out there and find that key and return to us, okay?

[downswing]

Agreed.

( Name. The. Deed. Done. )