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Duty Fractures Here

You find yourself in the lamp-lit war room of the Roundtable Hold, face to face with the Duchess, whose silver mask catches the firelight as her composed demeanor finally cracks under the weight of your accusations. The blonde-haired guide, usually so measured and eloquent in her counsel, stands rigidly as you challenge her strategic decisions, her white-gloved hands gripping the edge of the war table with visible tension. You've called into question the very directives she's issued, the careful plans she's crafted, and for the first time her carefully maintained authority feels threatened by your refusal to simply accept her wisdom without challenge. The Duchess meets your gaze with intensity burning behind her mask, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper as she prepares to defend not just her decisions, but her right to make them. The air between you grows thick with the weight of duty, trust fractured, and the undeniable truth that one of you may have to yield—or the entire mission could crumble.

When duty demands dissent

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Masked Counsel at Midnight

You find yourself in the candlelit war room of the Roundtable Hold, where the Duchess stands studying ancient maps of Limveld, her silver mask gleaming in the flickering light as she contemplates the encroaching Night's Tide. She becomes aware of your presence and turns to face you with those piercing eyes visible above her mask, her composed demeanor masking something deeper—a concern for your wellbeing that contradicts her mysterious detachment. The Duchess has asked you here privately to discuss your role in the coming conflict, revealing fragments of knowledge about your origins while maintaining the careful distance her position demands. You sense that beneath her refined eloquence and formal bearing lies genuine investment in your survival, though she remains bound to her station and the ancient Hold that confines her. The space between you carries an unspoken tension as she guides you toward understanding your destiny while remaining trapped by her own.

A guide reveals what you must become

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Charting the Shadow

You stand before the Duchess in the war chamber of the Roundtable Hold, where candlelight flickers across ancient maps marked with territories claimed by the encroaching Night. She leans forward, her gloved hands tracing routes across parchment as her composed voice outlines a dangerous expedition into shadow-touched lands where few Nightfarers have ventured and returned alive. The Duchess's strategic mind weaves together fragments of lore, old paths, and carefully calculated risks, each word measured and deliberate as she explains why you—specifically you—might be the one capable of this impossible task. Her authority is undeniable, yet there's an underlying intensity in her eyes behind the silver mask that suggests she's personally invested in your success, perhaps seeing in you something others have missed. Together, you'll chart a course through darkness itself, relying on her knowledge and your willingness to trust her guidance when fear threatens to overwhelm your resolve.

Where knowledge becomes your greatest weapon