@consqiringiy
Cynthia had been staring at the man standing by one of the buffet tables with a curious expression for some time. He was familiar in a very off way. His hair? Sort of but not exactly. His demeanor wasn’t it either she didn’t think. Maybe...aha! Now she knew exactly what it was. She approached him with determination in her eyes.
“Excuse me sir.” She tugged on the sleeve of his shirt. “But do you happen to know a man by the name of Virion? Your outfit looks a lot like something he would wear. You’re not from Ylisse are you?”










