The Divine waves an attendant forward. He carries a long, closed box. "When Serault was censured for the crime of apostasy," the Divine says, "her Lord entrusted her ancestral mask into my predecessor's hands for safekeeping, until such time as the crime could be redressed." She opens the box. The torchlight burns like stars on the bright gold, winking gems, and green tines of the lost Glass-Antlered Mask of Serault."
"It is my delight to return it to its home." The Divine says, placing the mask in your hands. The hall falls quiet, all eyes on you as you take the mask and...
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