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Krel Ansell

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Samuil “Sammy” Killebrew
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Conley Phora
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Adam Gerulf
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Laurel didn't often leave the hall of prophecy but today she made her way down to the chamber of codes to research the archives. A few potential seers we're coming in for their seer trials later in the week and Laur wanted to see if there we're any known past seers in their families or not. Research was key and while she was at it she could also archive a number of fulfilled prophecies that was taking up space in her egg-shaped pod.

Entering the library Laurel smiled at a number of familiar faces as she walked down past several book cases and wooden cubicle-like desks until she reached an unoccupied area. She worked swiftest alone and without distractions. Putting down her notepad on the wooden desk Laurel went in among the bookcases to store the fulfilled prophecies in their right places.

”Laurel, did vou looze zomething?,” Adam asked. He was leaning up against the bookcases holding a book really close this face. It was so close in fact, that his hid most of his face and the new horned-rimmed glasses with the thick coke-bottle lenses they held. He hadn’t seen her as much as sensed her. There was always a prickly air around the woman, not to mention that Adam’s sense of smell was still pretty astute and he could smell the soap she used. It was due to the particularly tense air of seriousness always around the woman that Adam couldn’t help but be sardonic. He flipped a page without lowering the book. Now that he could see enough to read, he was trying to catch up on a few articles regarding new potion discoveries and he just didn’t want to sit in the locked room with the distracting smells the Amortentia potion produced. It reminded him too much of Zita and well, right now he was mad at her. ”Perhaps more rock pillovs?” he jested. Although if memory served, the ones she insisted were missing last year were still at large. Maybe they should make “wanted” posters for them.
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