The day following the sail-by barrage upon the manor was one watched over quite carefully by the Guild Master of the Gilded Hearts. Hired masons and carpenters were quick to set about repairing the damages inflicted against the estate, the movement of rubble and ruined decor as constant task for the nameless workers.
Yet amongst such, a casualty most dire that had almost gone unnoticed was discovered.
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Present observers seem to give an account that the Guild Master suddenly collapsed to his knees, a most empty look upon his face, before the following words were spoken to a nearby assistant to be delivered to Avilov.
Quote:"Dearest Avilov, I do wish you luck with that children's card game duel of yours."
"If you find yourself embarrassing us, a sum of twenty-thousand coins will be docked from your pay."
"Sincerely, your Boss, Johannes Alabast."
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