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you play as Argia Candente, the silver-haired Hand of Ansàrra. After proving your worth in your darkest hour, your Goddess has blessed you with many gifts. But the door to the Night opens, and the final hour looms…

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Welcome to the eight thread of Argia Candente’s thrilling adventures! Our scatterbrained, silver-haired (sporting a newly-found F-cup, by Ansàrra’s grace) Holy Knight (fully-fledged now!) with a penchant for daydreaming and less plagued by self-doubt after Ansàrra’s own blessings, on a quest to save the world from the resurgent Seven Sisters and their demonic rule..

For tomorrow dawns in darkness, and you may have to bear the light of Her sun upon your very shoulders…

So, without further ado, let’s take a look at where we come from.

And then let’s decide together where we are going.
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>>6357652

### The sealed verses ###


>ARCHIVES:

>First Thread:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/6012263/

>Second Thread:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/6049645/

>Third Thread:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/6098808/

>Fourth Thread:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6154957/

>Fifth Thread:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6198478/

>Sixth Thread:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6240838/

>Seventh Thread:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6309570/

Thanks everyone for all the votes! Will we get every thread gilded? Make my mom proud and do your part, anon!

>Voting Link:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=sunseeker
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>>6357655

### A post a day keeps the Seven at bay ###


Update schedule: usually one updateevery 24-48 hours.


Moving on, for each update you can expect between two and four posts (previous players know this might be a lie… ten-posts updates…) depending on narrative pace and player interaction. I will do my best to reply to questions and suggestions!

Notice: new players, please feel encouraged to interact and play! I promptly made the summaries you see attached to these posts just for you.
The more the merrier the marred, as they say in the Night Lands…
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>>6357656

### The lay of the land ###


Rules Recap:

We vote by majority to decide actions. In rare cases, if a tie happens I may incorporate both options if narratively possible or interesting. This does NOT happen for combat rolls.

Usually, options are highlighted in red, blue, green (with no special meaning for the colours, I just think they are neat), and there is almost always an invitation, in bold, to add suggestions and discussion. Discussions and questions are highly encouraged as they may give you numerical bonuses or allow you to skip dangerous situations!

We (generally) use a Best of Six 1d100 roll against a DC, plus bonuses.

>natural 1 is a critical failure, natural 100 is a complete success.

>crits in the same roll cancel each other
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>>6357657


### Dubs and Trips and Crits ###


Roll vs DC for most checks. You might need to win more than once.

Combat roll is (generally) Bo6, comparing rolls in succession (my first roll vs your first roll, etc.) and counting successes against my rolls (usually you need to beat only 1 or 2 of my rolls)

If you or I get dubs, trips or more on the rolling post we add the following values/effects to what was just rolled and only that:

>dubs: +18
>trips: automatic critical success
>quads: permanent bonus + kiss on the cheek

Once you got quints and you gained a nice permanent bonus.
these rules apply to my rolls as well but only to the first one (as I use a single post for my rolls)

>Write-Ins:

there will be the occasional prompt for these. Interesting ideas or suggestions may be incorporated in the update even if they don’t reach a majority.Discussions and questions are highly encouraged as they may give you numerical bonuses or allow you to skip dangerous situations!
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>>6357659

# # # Lore! And Stats # # #

Pasta?

Pasta!

>Lore and Important Characters: https://pastebin.com/By6W3xxD

(you will find yours and other character's bonuses here in this file):

>MC and stats (also refer to the updated character sheet I will post further down) https://pastebin.com/CuxGS43X

>Anon's spicy pasta that explores what might have happened that night our Knight got her V-card revoked...

https://controlc.com/7391da03

# # # # # #

And now, the news…
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>>6357660

# # # Silver Knight Quest Thread VIII # # #


Under the tender rays of Her sun, the day stretches, and you sit in Sandora’s wooden cell, watching the expressions change on her face.
Rubida and Soralisa know much of what you are saying, so Rubida just sits properly, waiting for you to finish, and Soralisa kicks and swings her legs. Sometimes her fingers find yours and you entwine your hands.

Sandora, ever the attentive teacher, glances at this exchange, but she does not comment on it.

It feels so peaceful. You suppose part of it is—gorgeous weather, you are a Knight at last, you are going to see your family again.

Now, if only the world did not end before that…

The Asterite finishes eating the meager lunch reserved for diplomatic prisoners, then wipes out every plate you and Soralisa brought from Rosandra’s home.
As for the auburn-haired Inquisitor, she is just as happy sitting silently in a corner. You doubts she even drew one breath ever since you all came here. Then again, she does not need to.

At last, Sandora puts down her fork and looks at her lap, at her empty plate. Perhaps she is contemplating the hole in her stomach which must be filled right now, or the hole in the world that the Sisters are about to create.

“The Worm,” she whines finally, her green eyes widened in shock, as she rests her head against the side of the cell. “We found its image in the Temple. Oh, Starless Night. To think I would have to be alive for its resurrection.” A pause. “Too late to ask his Imperial Majesty for a raise, I guess…”

“The key to getting rid of it,” you remind her, you remind everyone as your eyes look for Rosandra, whose hazelnut gaze is already trained on you, “is to find this pivot, which is located somewhere close to the Worm. Willow is linked to it. Uh, a pivot is the spot around which something turns,” you add with a little smile. Pride would be your downfall, but it feels good to show how much you learned. Your right hand traces a circle, the gold glinting in Her sunlight. “So we find this spot and close the door to the Night.”

[cont.]
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“Easy,” Sandora croaks. “At least one of the Sisters is going to be there, I suspect? Oh, and what of the effects of this door opening? The circles of the affixed stars are the gears of this door’s lock, Argia Candente! We Asterites depend on that.” She cups her shaking head with both hands. “The—The entire Throne risks dissolving in a deflagration of teratomorphic magic!”

You remember the half-dissolved rogue Asterite you were sent to catch in the Temple. Little more than a mass of liquefied organs and mutated skin, and yet its pernicious magic would have been just as dangerous, had he not been burned to a charred wafer by Ansàrra’s own might.

It should have been your crowning moment, but then Willow…
You furrow your brow and stand up.

“We will have to be faster, then. How long can the Throne last if the Worm rips through the heavens?”

“I have no idea! We are doing bad enough as it is!” You have never seen her so shaken. So you cross the tiny room, your steps kicking away empty plates and you sit in front of her, taking her hand with your own golden on.

“I need you to give me an answer, Sandora.”

She stutters, blinks. Gives you the same look Rosandra did when she started to consider you under a new light.
It still feels like you are wearing far too large boots for your size.
But what keeps you from stumbling is you are walking in Ansàrra’s footsteps.
And if you do stumble… She will be there to pick you up again.

“We h-have…” she sighs, composes herself. “We have reserves. Our dreaming jewels can hold the collapse at bay for a little bit.”
“I thought Silt was the thing that kept you alive?” Asks Soralisa, perking up. Rubida gives her a chilled glare. Not the right moment.

“They are the same,” Sandora explains. “Silt is just the dust of shattered dreaming jewels, but their whole form is much more formidable.”
Soralisa opens her mouth again, and Rubida clamps her arms around her, dragging her into a silent hug.

Sandora, though has guessed her question. And graciously answers.

[cont.]
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>>6357662

“The dust comes from the Borderlands. Remember?” She pulls down her robes exposing her scarred shoulder. “I went there for a time. The Silt blows from the desert, but for those who can cross it, there are still larger shards to be found. That’s the gist of it.”

“How many of those jewels do you have?” You ask, going back to the topic.

“Nobody knows! The Throne has reserves of its own, and each Accademia keeps some in store. But they certainly would not share with each other.”

“At a glance, then.” You stand up, pacing back and forth. “One cycle? Five nights? Four?”

Sandora shakes her head, runs her hand through her locks as she mentally counts.

“Maybe two.”

Starless Night”.

“There is a score of Asterites in the Thronelands. Each of them will need some, and more and more. My own Silt reserves are running dry.”

“And you will need… ‘more and more’ as the Night advances,” you hiss.

“So we may be blessed by the absence of this heathen soon enough,” Rosandra muses.

“She is an ally and a friend,” you snap. Sandora’s eyes snap wide. Rubida and Soralisa’s breath caught in their throats.

Rosandra quirks one of her dark eyebrows.

“I will not see her harmed. Do we have any of these Jewels in the Holy Land?”

“Why would we?” Rosandra scoffs.

“The Adversary certainly has some,” Rubida interjects. You blink, turn to her, who rolls her eyes at you. “Do not give me that look, Candente. It makes sense for her to have them. Makes for a secondary leverage in the Thronelands. Her hooks run deep everywhere.”
“Not everywhere,” Rosandra quips.

“She was in Argia’s cell! Coming and going however she wanted!”

You raise your hand, Rubida scoffs and adjusts herself, Soralisa still straddled on her lap.

“That is one source. Then… then there is the matter of Willow,” You add. “I want to snap this pivot without it collapsing on her. I want her safe, and I want her sane.”

You do not expect cheers, and you get none.
Three of the other women here have been on the receiving end of Willow’s betrayal.

“She is a lost kid,” Sandora sighs in the end, “but she might not be a lost cause.”
“And she was still somewhat kind to me. Even if she stole your first kiss,” Soralisa grunts.

“I will let Candente decide on this. There is little love lost between Willow Stark and I. But Salicera Fors was good to us for a time. Somewhat. Oh, I have had enough of Stranders…”

You glance at the open sky, at Her sun, with a half smile.

“All things considered, I reckon we do not have much time,” you add, sitting next to Rubida and draping your arm around her shoulder, grateful for her support. “Perhaps a couple days, plus two nights of buffer before the Thronelands go up in flames.”

[cont.]
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>>6357664

“Worse than flames…”

“And we need to understand what this pivot might be. How to strike it. And where Willow is.”

You sigh.

There might be someone who knows where Willow is. And where to find the Jewels for Sandora.

But even with everything that happened between the two of you, you are not sure if your friends would be ready for a collaboration…
Alternatively, it would not be bad to finally find Master. Or deal with Sandora’s future.
Or you could focus on finding a way to save Willow, first.

You close your eyes, alone with your own thoughts once again.

[cont.]
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>>6357665

Willow is the key. Better to find a way to break the door around her, and then you can think of ten thousand ways to spank her hide crimson, after you have saved it…

Sandora now knows everything. Perhaps she can join forces with you: this is why she came. The Academies might know something, after all they work with Stars, right?

It was madness then, it is madness now. But after all you shared, the bond you have with the Stilladìa is still there. You will try to contact her and rope her in an alliance against the Sisters.

Add a suggestion

Welcome back. If the new captcha doesn't stop me from posting on /qst/ ever again, nothing will. While my patience is tested, thank you for being here. Showtime.
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WE ARE SO BACK! PRAISE ANSÀRRA, my weeks are blessed again
>>6357667
>Sandora now knows everything. Perhaps she can join forces with you: this is why she came. The Academies might know something, after all they work with Stars, right?
Before we make talk of alliances with the ancap devil we should probably focus on grabbing more brain power into our party, which is reinviting Sandora to Argia'sseraglio manipolo, /ourheathen/ shall suffer from moregirl camaraderie whatever she likes it or not.
>>6357660
>Anon's spicy pasta that explores what might have happened that night our Knight got her V-card revoked...
It was my pleasure to write it qm, knowing you liked it already makes me giddy
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>>6357667
>Sandora now knows everything. Perhaps she can join forces with you: this is why she came. The Academies might know something, after all they work with Stars, right?

Lithala isn't very amenable to our efforts to save Willow, and none of our friends are likely to work willingly with her. Even if we can get our polycule on-side, and Sandora, Rosandra will 100% not suffer the Adversary.

Welcome back, QM!
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>>6357667
>Willow is the key. Better to find a way to break the door around her, and then you can think of ten thousand ways to spank her hide crimson, after you have saved it…
Willow's got a plan right. hopefully we've not inadvertently fucked it by becoming a knight after she told us not to. But it's not like we had a chance not to either.
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>>6357697
>Willow's got a plan right.
>Willow's plan:
>cut Argia's connection to Ansàrra with her cool night sword, denying her faith and very reason of being
>then kidnap Argia back to earth
>while letting Argia's world and entire reality be destroyed by the seven sisters
>while abandoning Soralisa and Rubida behind to die alongside everyone else there btw
Lithala is right, earth really isn't sending them their best, the real alliance between the Stilladìa and Ansàrra will be when they establish an immigration control just for stranders.
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>>6357745
Stilly would consider Annie one of the worst stranders, though.
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>>6357747
I'm not so sure about that, for all of Ansàrra's shortcomings she still saved everyone else by exterminating the Kiengiri and keeping the seven sisters at bay,even if the Stilladìawas betrayed and hates how men became too dependent on Ansàrra's blessings, even though they will probably go to war in the next century over their philosophical differences and their vision of mankind's future, I think Lithala can concede about Ansàrra's crucial role for the world's future.
Willow on the other hand is willingly going to help Lithala's most hated enemy end her world, all so she can keep Argia for herself in true yandere fashion, while leaving said world at the seven sisters' mercy I'm not surprised Lithala was dismissive about "saving" Willow at all, hell only Argia really wants to save her (after smacking her rear red with her golden right hand).
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>>6357778
>Willow on the other hand is willingly going to help Lithala's most hated enemy end her world
What other option did Willow have; Completing the mission was going to cause issues, so she had to do "something". What should she have done?

>All so she can keep Argia for herself in true yandere fashion
So what happens to Willow herself when she gets "found" to be a Strander during the Accolade after the mission had it been successful?

>while leaving said world at the seven sisters' mercy
It's not like Ansàrra doesn't have everything in hand, just trust the plan. Willow's probably not necessary.

>I'm not surprised Lithala was dismissive about "saving" Willow at all
It reflects poorly on how she would handle things going forward should she seize power successfully. And to some degree why, at least in my view Argia wasn't swayed by her Faustian offer.

>Only Argia really wants to save her
So what is it that the others can't see?
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>>6357660
>Anon's spicy pasta that explores what might have happened that night our Knight got her V-card revoked...
I don't recall this, was this posted in the qtg server ?
>>6357667
>Sandora now knows everything. Perhaps she can join forces with you: this is why she came. The Academies might know something, after all they work with Stars, right?
anyway, welcome back OP
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>>6357778
Willow has legit reasons to far that this is a grim world of darkness where Ansarra is also evil. For a while, some of us were pretty sure Sunmommy was going to kills our silver-haired doofus for no reason, and Willow has the added context of knowing what anime is, what isekai is, and what an evil isekai anime church is.
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>The Thread went up 2 and a half hours early.

sorry mom

Also, thanks everyone for coming back and casting your votes. I see there's some lively discussion already (would not be this Quest otherwise).

I see Sandora is eking a victory already but I will leave 24 more hours for voting.

Thanks everyone for the welcoming messages anon. I missed this.

may this thread continue to be blessed by the dice gods.
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>>6357667
>Sandora now knows everything. Perhaps she can join forces with you: this is why she came. The Academies might know something, after all they work with Stars, right?
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Sandora now knows everything. Perhaps she can join forces with you: this is why she came. The Academies might know something, after all they work with Stars, right?


At last, you stand.
“Can Sandora be escorted on the shore?”
Rosandra jolts.
“A Heathen shall not be suffered to touch Holy Land with—”
“I was a Heathen for a while,” you interrupt, your voice calm.
Weird.
This game, this dance… you were always so terrible at it.
But now the words come out almost on their own. You are just stating what happened. Is it enough to survive this terrifying dance?
You hold Rosandra’s brown gaze. You do not expect her to lower it and she does not.
“You have proven yourself, Argia Candente. But this does not allow you to break long-held rules out of a whim.”
“Do the same rules dictate we should treat a diplomatic mission as a threat?”
“They entered Maduan waters.”
“And they did nothing to deserve an Eye of the Sun to the face,” you grimly remind her. “At least let’s provide her with better quarters. Not a cell.”
Rosandra sighs.
At last, you both look away at the same time.
“You never cease to be a headache, Argia Candente.”
You share a small grin with Rubida, is glowing from the way you handled this.
“I am grateful,” the Asterite says, standing up as well. “But good food and a comfortable bed will do nothing for me when the time comes. If one of the Sisters incarnates, the energies inside my body are going to bloom and burst out in a flower of misshapen meat. I had no idea something like this could even happen.”
“We will work on it,” you reassure her. “Soralisa, I need you to work with our resident teacher. Try to discover where this pivot might be and how to break it.”

You turn to Rosandra.

“If we find this place, can we even fight the Worm? You were there the first time.”

[cont.]
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>>6358483

Sandora’s green eyes go wide, and not with sea-sickness.
The Inquisitor was there, of course. She had been there since the very beginning, but for Sandora it might still be strange to consider the actual age of the auburn-haired, bandaged woman.

“That is a kinder way to put it than most,” she sighs, running a hand through her mane. “She refers to the time Saint Bragia Lacresta dispatched the Worm, six centuries ago,” she adds. “Just to make sure everyone understands… I was in Madua at the time. The attack came like a thief in the night, got us all by surprise. I fell asleep in its maw like everyone else.” She turns her face away, flushing at the memory. “I was as useless as a cut lifeline.”

Right.
Only Bragia knew what she precisely did to kill the Worm the first time, and you did not stop to ask her precise instructions the last time.

Who else could help?
You raise your eyes to Her sun.
But no miracle vision fills your eyes.
Which means only one thing.

You will have to work for it.

Such is the Will of Ansàrra.
It carried you throughout all this, even in the darkest times, like with the Well, when that mask whispered to you and—

Wait.

“It was a pilgrimage,” you whisper.

The other women glance at you, in silence. Only Soralisa seems to guess what you are about to say.

“The Well. Remember?”
Rubida winces. Soralisa shakes her head.
She only arrived at the last moment after all.

The only one who was there with you until the end, was Willow.

“Those people outside of the Well! The ones with the…” you splay your hand in front of your face. “The cultists! How did they know how to find that spot?”

“The Sisters speak in dreams and nightmares,” Rubida whispers. “My uncle suffered from many a sleepless night ere his downfall.”

“Well. If there is one thing I know about the Seven is that they would not do anything without an audience. We need to find the cultists and track their movements.”

“Those must have been in the past already,” Sandora points out. “If the Worm’s resurrection already happened, then there must have been a great movement of people past the last few cycles. After your friend… left.” She bites her lips. “Are you sure you want to do this for Willow?”

“She is my friend. Like you said.”
“Ha. No other reason needed. Sounds like you indeed, Argia Candente.”

Soralisa clicks her tongue, shares a longing look with Rubida.

“We can give her the benefit of the doubt. She was singled out by the Seven. Sunbirther knows what venom they poured into her ears.”
“One last time,” Rubida agrees.

[cont.]
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>>6358484

“I will deal with it. You just have to stay with me.”
“Where else would we go? Though I would not mind taking a break to kick Astoria in the ribs. Rubida got such a fine hit! I have been jealous,” Soralisa grins.
“A proper lady ought to know when to turn silk into steel,” Rubida replies.

“So. We find tracks. Movements. Hints. Whatever it might help. Next, the matter of the Dreaming Jewels…”

“No, Argia,” Sandora shakes her head. She sits back on the bed, looks at everyone of you. This time, even Rosandra. “We cannot lose that much time.”

“But you said…”
“If the Seven return, if they open the Door to the Night, it might just as well mean a return of the Kiengiri as a race.” She pauses as a chill wind seems to blow inside your chest. “Have you given it any thought? They want to open that door to bring something back. Someone. We cannot hope to stand, if that were the case.” She taps against her cheek. Just like when she told you to punch her in the face if everything else went bad… “I have taken countermeasures of my own. When I came, I hoped we would have more time, but if such is our misfortune we must ride with it. Luckily for you, I have mastered the art of living without sleep.” Sandora chuckles. “I can be your teacher, at least in this.”

We are fit for storms.

Your father’s voice echoes in your mind.

“I will not ask you if you are sure. Very well, then… we track the cultists… unless someone has another idea?”

“It is a desperate move, Argia,” the Asterite reminds you. “Those tracks might have disappeared. There is a chance we might find something, but it is a stretch.”

“Can you contact your Asterite colleagues? They might have more hints about where to find the Worm.”

“It is going to wear me out, but I can send a few dispatches. I just need a blade.”

“Good. At least we have that.”
It does not feel that reassuring.

Sighing, you look at the sky again, at the silver streak the cleaves it in two.
It is still there. Her brother’s pulverised body.
As long as that ring is over there, you still have time…

But you need to find way to use it in the best of ways.

You set your hand over your brow, thinking, doubtful, but thinking…

[cont.]
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>>6358486

The Seven speak through nightmares… you felt their pull from the wound in your chest, but that is fixed now. Unless… Rubida still has her mark on her right arm, doesn’t she? If you follow that trace to your inner world… though that would mean risking a contact with Celaeno…

You will play it safe and let Sandora and Soralisa try to find the right tracks. You can even ask Carnaval help. This would keep you and your friends the most protected.

Or you could reach out to Lithala. She was always one step ahead of everyone else, besides Ansàrra Herself. And she was already getting prepared. If you find the right words…

Or perhaps there is another way. If Argia thinks about Bragia’s early history, she might find a hint… for you to guess.

Gave some hints about this last thread that Argia might be able to connect
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>>6358488

>hints
Damn, Sunseeker, it's been a bit. Uhh...

Well, she was in the Night lands when she gave birth to the Worm. Did we have any IC way to know that, or infer it? On thing might be that this place alone is never touched by Ansàrra's sun. As for where in the Night Lands, once could reasonably assume a Kiengiri ruin, as they're obsessed with their lost golden age and IIRC that's also where Bragia and company encountered their Sister for their showdown.

Beyond that... I got nothing.
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>>6358585
>and IIRC that's also where Bragia and company encountered their Sister for their showdown.
Nice suggestion anon, if we are supposed to infer from Bragia's early history maybe the abode where they faced Merope the first time could be a hint? At least Argia was present when she saw the whole fight.
>Damn, Sunseeker, it's been a bit. Uhh...
Kek I'm also terrible at puzzles, in any case if we fail to figure out I say we gamble hard and chat up Celaeno what is the worst that can happen right?
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>>6358601
We already hugged Satan and got good-girl pats from God, so how bad can a bunch of Assyrian transhumanists who take turns in the cuck chair for the sake of some sister-shtupping isekai edgelord be?



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