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[Lady Oscar is standing in front of a building that most certainly was not there yesterday. It's a rather nice french chateau, though there's something subtly wrong with the perspective, as if it might not actually be as big as it appears. Oscar's looking at the building more than the Vine at first, shaking her head slightly.]
This shouldn't be possible. And yet... Well, it appears the tales of magical dirt are true. This shall be my residence from now on, if anyone should wish to call upon me. Though I warn, without staff it will probably take me a few days to set things up fit to receive guests.
[She sighs and shakes her head again]
Not, mind you, that I have resigned myself to settling in this place. It is all far too odd for me. Still, if there is anyone who is trained in fencing or wishes to learn, I am need of practice.
This shouldn't be possible. And yet... Well, it appears the tales of magical dirt are true. This shall be my residence from now on, if anyone should wish to call upon me. Though I warn, without staff it will probably take me a few days to set things up fit to receive guests.
[She sighs and shakes her head again]
Not, mind you, that I have resigned myself to settling in this place. It is all far too odd for me. Still, if there is anyone who is trained in fencing or wishes to learn, I am need of practice.