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It all started on a rainy day...

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You were at the marketplace, looking around for whatever it is you look around for. Maybe you're a hardened mercenary, or an elven heiress in disguise. Whatever you are, you were there when the fire was lit. The work of elven terrorists, the bureaucratic line decided.

And thus, they picked you up. Perhaps you're a resident with a reputation, or a drunkard with a shady history. For whatever reason, you now sit in a cell, waiting to be interrogated. You've been warned that terrorism doesn't follow any laws- and therefore, neither will the people coming to see you in a few hours.

To pass the unnerving seconds that tick by with each agonising noise of the clock on the wall, you study the other cells- and notice there are other people in there with you. Similarly being interrogated... similarly staring back at you with frightened eyes.

"Hello," you venture.

"Hello," the others say.

The light flickers. You can barely make out your companions- only their shapes in the dim and dingy cells they're contained in.

You shiver. Cold water runs down your ear and into your shirt.

"It's cold in here," a girl's voice says quietly.

She's right. It is.

But here and no where else, your story begins.

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[Res cuz I'm awesome.]

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[res cuz i'm willing to have another rp added onto my list of active ones]

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[res cuz it’s 6am]

[res bc im back into rping now :D]

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[res because chimken]

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