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[saviour_pierrot]

Who: Lady Dumora and Allen Walker
What: People are disappearing at a rapid rate, cause for alarm in itself. Spurred to find some answers when the swelling numbers include a dear friend and a Noah he hoped to redeem, Allen heads off for an audience with the city royals to demand to know where they're being held. On the way, Allen has a 'chance'

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[diebotin]

Usually it was foolish to ask such a thing from the royals- especially when it came to asking where souls went, should they disappear. But it's not the first time this has happened, more or less, and Lady Dumora has been watching here and there, for the sake of the Exile. Seeing Allen go off to try and figure out what was happening reminded her of her first years here, how trying to figure out the ups and downs of the city nearly drove her mad.

Still, she hurries once it's apparent that he's close, mask on and intent on finding him, calming him and trying to explain what she and the Exile have learned over the years. It's a far-cry from what the royals know, of this she's certain, but for now, any information is welcome over none.

She approaches his vehement and hurried pace, pausing a little as he comes nearer, to grab him by the arm (or at least let him know his attention is needed), before speaking to him.

"Sir Allen, a moment. Going to them will only lead you in circles."