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After a very stilted eight hours in a Rope Trick, it seems as if the city has returned to a very unstable and rainy normality. Tillia naps on Coeliaris's office sofa, while Coeliaris works. By the late afternoon, when she wakes up, a large collection of pamplets from the day have been bundled together, and dropped off outside their office door. Everything is normal.

She reads the pamplets lazily, reading choice bits to the Professor aloud, and enjoying making her giggle. 

And then

"The Infamous House of Halflings has been Laid Waste." 

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"Oh no! That's where that nice delegate we met? Aina? was staying?" 

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She sighs. "Yes."

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She looks at the papers in front of her, and then at Tillia. Priorities. "Do you want to scry for her?"

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(An hour later, they're in a carriage, on the way to the temple of Shelyn)

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