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@Masquerade’s absence hit him harder than he expected, though they hadn’t interacted much in the days prior to her departure. The young Bjern was not one to third-wheel, but now regretted not pressing her to join. She was his closest family—he never fully fathomed what the Rise would be like without her in it. 

He spent his days idly, passing the time awaiting her return.

Redd’s voice cuts through the frigid air. The message she conveys concerns him; a new addition to Rise leadership.

But what about Masque?

His stomach swirls with uncertainty.

Dutifully, the boy abandons his post and answers the summons.

A crowd assembles, and he joins with ears drawn forth, alert and ever attentive.