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Two/Sides

In the middle of unclaimed land, at the bottom of an undiscovered cave, lies a building, bustling with light and fanfare. To the regulars, it was their shelter from the woes of life. To the visitors, it was a place where they could seek new hope. In a world divided by borders and races, only in that place could humans, elves, dwarves, beasts, monsters and demons make peace. There, they become able to look past their differences and offer each other a hand. "Such is life" the Master would always say. "Bad people lie, and good people also lie. That's why we shouldn't be people. We should just be us." "But we can't just be "us". They don't allow us to. That's why we hide from the people... hide from them." This is a story of a group of radicals, who hide from the skies and from the public, all to be able to spread happiness to a bleak, war-torn world.

Khorinthian · Fantaisie
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Blanc and the Coven of Witches

Later that morning, Rain returned to the main chamber to fetch a parcel. He was supposed to go there as soon as he finished breakfast, but the commotion that Nail had raised after inviting the two sisters from her coven had delayed his departure by an hour or so.

After a short discussion with Hornet and Stain, who appeared to have misgivings, Rain accepted them. There was no harm in having additional hands around the house. And apparently, they were good at handling select chores, so it would also lighten everybody's load. The only reason why he was late for an hour was that he had to reconcile Nail, who insisted on preparing everybody's meals again, and Hornet, who was excited that it was her turn to do so.

Ultimately, he had to "order" Nail to follow their rotation, an uncomfortable feat due to his lingering inferiority complex with the heroes. 

"Ah… We're going to the pharmacy today, then to the blacksmith later."