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Maps unfurled between them, inked with routes that shifted when the light changed. The Beacon sat inside a sinkhole of fog. Vessels that approached would vanish like tea steam. Sailors spoke of a housemaid who’d once calmed a captain’s panicked breath mid-storm. The guildmistress winked. “We could use that.”

A tactician. The word lodged in her like a pin. Belfast’s training in punctuality and etiquette felt suddenly tactical: arranging silverware into formations, timing tea service to the second. She smiled, small and precise. “Very well. Then we shall be of service.” adventuring with belfast in another world v01 best

When they left, dawn had threaded the fog with pale gold. The guild rewarded them with coin and a small map that promised safe ports. The Keeper pressed a key into Belfast’s gloved hand, an old brass thing shaped like a bow. “For when order must be given to chaos,” he said. Maps unfurled between them, inked with routes that