From: Confessions at the Feast of Masks You hear rumours of old secrets resurfacing. Of scandalmongering and midnight necromancies. Well, they won't get this one... [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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| - From: Confessions at the Feast of Masks You hear rumours of old secrets resurfacing. Of scandalmongering and midnight necromancies. Well, they won't get this one... [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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| - Confessions at the Feast of Masks
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| - That evening you don a mask of glass and set an unlit candle on your table. Your plate is empty. You say a prayer to St. Joshua, who helps spies forget, and dine on your secrets.
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| - You hear rumours of old secrets resurfacing. Of scandalmongering and midnight necromancies. Well, they won't get this one...
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| Friend Accept description
| - To prevent unseemly forces from disinterring your old confession, [Friend] devoured it. Your trust and their fidelity are much admired during the Feast of Masks.
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| Accept description
| - You consume [Friend]'s confession. You barely remember it, now. All of London admires your discretion. Your promises are legendary.
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| - From: Confessions at the Feast of Masks You hear rumours of old secrets resurfacing. Of scandalmongering and midnight necromancies. Well, they won't get this one... [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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