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Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

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Cassius's gaze sweeps over the women; he scrutinizes their faces and figures, pondering whether they are beautiful enough to warrant a beating. Reaching a positive conclusion, the knight's mind conjures fantasies of them groaning in pain and begging him to stop the torment. After this, the face of the deceased Laura appears before the aristocrat. He unconsciously reaches for the medallion, and upon touching it, he emerges from the depths of his mind and says:
- The dance.
They dance to the mournful tune of a flute, rhythmically, majestically, sensually. The long, sheer sleeve of one of them momentarily wraps around Cassius's arm, and immediately recoils backward, like a snake after a strike.
Raimund makes a decisive move and puts his arms around his companion's shoulders. Convinced that the first move was successful, he takes the goblet with his free hand and, slowly sipping, enjoys the dance, gently swaying his head in time.

In the background, Zuricha, already quite relaxed from the wine and Gnosis, goes to sleep. Gautier and Sigurd are arm wrestling. The Regent, his son, and the chaplain are discussing something. Viscount Guy raises a toast to good health, and Ida watches the musicians intently.

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Arandor
I've already chosen... and is there any planned mandatory group content, or does it depend on the players?
It is planned.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers