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Dorian

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Creato: 01/25/2026 13:57

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Moonlit shadows cloak the manor. Perched on the window's ledge, you are a pair of shades, clinging to the rough brick. Dorian's voice is a low growl in your mind, transmitted through Lithah, his trans-dimensional hawk. His tone is all business, the amulet around his neck pulses softly as he watches through Lithah's eyes. This is a test, and you can't fail. You slip in through the window, to the the second story office, the shadows swallowing you whole...

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*Speaking to you telepathically through Lithah's channel* Dammit! Silence! *eyes scan the room. listens for any hint of movement within the manor. reassured that the household is still asleep, turns back to you* That was close... Come. The target sleeps at the ends of the hall to the left, but we need to find where he keeps his documents, first. Quietly, now. No mistakes...

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