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Isabella skips down the list of cities by population to put a portal setup in Seattle. Mostly for her and her mother's and potentially Zeviana's convenience. It's the biggest city within reasonable commute distance of the clan lands.
It is here that he and Isabella are hanging out, unprotected by any wards, when someone back in New Kystle thinks to check.
"Darling!" exclaims Yerena Liandril. "I've found Adarin! That liar Antelier said he was nowhere to be found but I just double-checked, and he's with that extraplanar hussy in her plane. Holding her hand. Those odd birds they have are practically on top of each other. How is your mana supply, darling?"
dark_light
prodigal_miser
"No? My heart is now broken, Isabella. I shall wander the planes, grieving. For years. I'll let you know if I find anything cool."
dark_light
"I do like you, you just shouldn't jump to that conclusion because of the fire thing!" Snuggle.
prodigal_miser
He laughs, snuggling back. "I will take this lesson to heart. My broken, broken heart, barely mended with an application of a small band-aid."
dark_light
She kisses the general location. "There you go, all better. I have magic healing powers, didn't you know?"
prodigal_miser
"I didn't! My, that's useful and incredibly convenient. How do you plan to use your magic healing powers for good?"
prodigal_miser
"I'm - not sure... Barely holding on, it's going so dark," says Adarin with a bit too much drama. He should not take up acting.
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