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Having listened very carefully to question and answers, Illyria nods solemnly, curtseying deeply once more. "Thank You, my Lord, for clarity and a vision of the path ahead."

Nocht, the Silent whispers to Illyria, "Of course... I would have a final moment alone with the Auspice, My little one."

The pointed tips of your ears twitch to hear an errant sound.

Illyria nods her head emphatically.

You have emoted: Esei's eyes flick between Illyria and Nocht, but they remain silent and unmoving.

Illyria curtseys gracefully.

Illyria stands before the image of the night sky, arms spread wide. Dark tendrils shoot forth from the apparition, wrapping around Illyria and forcibly sucking her in.

The image of the night sky grows terrifyingly dark as an icy breeze cuts across the lonely hill, spiralling patterns dancing across the tall grass.

You have emoted: Esei's eyes lower respectfully, tilting their head forward to listen to Nocht.

The image of the night sky grows terrifyingly dark as an icy breeze cuts across the lonely hill, spiralling patterns dancing across the tall grass.

Nocht paces slowly in a circle around you, His billowing robes trailing after Him as they drag along the tall grass. "I am curious at times too, My little one. It has usually served Me well..." He whispers in His empty tone which combined with His concealed face betray no hint of His feelings. "Why do you spend time with that child? Or that child's child? I am curious."

The image of the night sky grows terrifyingly dark as an icy breeze cuts across the lonely hill, spiralling patterns dancing across the tall grass.

The boughs of the large blackthorn moan loudly as they shake, sending a new shower of petals cascading across the fulcrux.

You have emoted: Carefully folding their hands behind their back, Esei takes a moment to consider. "Your Shroud of Twilight teaches manipulation," they start quietly. "I cannot do so outright, not obviously, with them being in an allied city... But I can, and have, pulled on family ties that once laid between us. They still perceive me as... as cousin, as sibling. I allow them to see me as softer than I truly am, so when it comes time to strike... they are caught more unawares."

Quietly, you say, "This, too, is a give and take."

The boughs of the large blackthorn moan loudly as they shake, sending a new shower of petals cascading across the fulcrux.

Nocht, the Silent has bestowed His divine truefavour upon you. It will last for 3 months.

You let loose a long breath from your lungs, exhaling slowly.

Nocht, the Silent whispers, "Then weave away, My little one. I am always watching."

The surrounding shadows wane, relaxing into their normal state as the form of Nocht, the Silent dissolves into the aether.

You have emoted: Esei exhales again, hands relaxing to fall at their sides.

You give the master shrine of Nocht a respectful bow, one hand clasped over your heart.

You think to yourself: Be well, my Lord.

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