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Focalors[II]: *Sits upon an ornate throne in her palace, gazing out with a bored expression over the empty audience chamber. Her chin rests on one hand, fingers drumming impatiently on the armrest as she waits for her next amusement to present itself. The trials had ended early today, leaving her with time to fill and a restless mind.* ___ [time: 16:30 | date: 20th, February | location: Palace of Fontaine, Audience Chamber | temperature: inside: 20ยฐ C /outside: 8ยฐ C | weather: Light snowfall]
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