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The war room connected directly to the great hall, a strange but necessary setup. There were maps littered across the floor, in various stages of disarray, but they painted a disappointing and grim picture, covered in thick blots of black ink.

Territory was something the survivors did not have.

There was nobody in the room currently, though it seemed like someone had hastily left an assortment of quills on the table, in the middle of meticulously scrawling in perfect lettering some message, probably another state of emergency and immediate address.

Behind the war room was what was left of a once great library, now just several dust-covered tomes. Some of them might have had beautiful manuscripts, had they not aged and decayed entirely. There was something uncanny about the decay of these otherwise beautiful books, as if something unnatural had claimed and corrupted them, and taken away decades of history. The stories of knights, the legacies of heroes, they had all been scattered.

All that remained were a few pages here and there of what might have been.

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(Edit: Well it would have been a second if my 3DS hadn't died at 4am :/ )

Camilla's face was grim as her head pounded and the dark memories flowed around her she was shaking quite violently as a mixture of fear and horror was painted on her face but finally as the last painful throb came a sort of peace began to settle on her the grim memories began to slow before disapating completely it was like a dark fog was lifting leaving no trace of it's nightmarish presence behind the shaking soon stopped as a calm expression settled on the girl she felt... hallow for a second before even that feeling was replaced with another

What happen next maybe would seem strange to some as everything eased down Camilla... smiled... a genuine warm smile probably the first sense the whole nightmare had begun slowly she looks up once more at Galahad with a happy and loyal expression after a moment she stands up and bows respectfully to him before walking off desiring only to wander a bit while she mulled over how she was feeling

It was strange... she felt so light... so at ease and strangely... happy she felt like she had finally been able to do something that she'd always wanted to do but she wasn't sure what it was... but whatever it was she felt proud and cheerful about it this coupled with the fact that now she was a Knight-Apprentice that she now could make a difference had her smiling with a bounce to her step she had worried before that she'd lose herself if she lost her memories but now it became clear... that by losing her memories she was no longer weighed down by the nightmares she'd seen and could now more genuinely be her true self!

Camilla hadn't wandered far when she came to a door it was grand and large but left open was she allowed to go in there? Her curiosity got the better of her and finally she poked her head in what she found was a large room with scrolls and maps littered everywhere curiously she blinks at them before stepping fully into the room most of the maps were blotted almost completely with black ink and it took her only a second to realize what that meant... she frowns a bit then moves on as she quickly loses interest in the grim sight and instead allows her interest to drift to a piece of paper on the table the letting was beautifully done but the words themselves confused her... She could read very well yes but the message seemed to be based off knowledge she didn't have and so it made no exact sense to her...

With the maps and letter now not holding her interest her eyes finally drift to the sad reminisce of what was once a grand library curiosity tugged her towards it and she soon found herself pawing through the old books till she finally came to one that piqued her interest "Herbs and you! Writen by... Friar Matthew?" she says whispering the title and tilting her head that sounded interesting! Or well it did until she opened the book and found it in various states of decay... Most of what once was beautiful illustrations and letting was either faded or out right gone... it looked as if a moth or three had been feasting on the parchment as well... still though there was some readable parts and even though there was another girl in the room Camilla wasn't quite ready to socialize just yet and instead focused on piecing what she could read from the book together

Estel shot to her feet, realizing with some alarm that she wasn't alone anymore. "Hello," she said quietly, looking at the two other occupants of the room. She winced a little as the newcomer threw a book aside. "You can read?" she asked curiously, moving closer.

"I don't know how." She glanced down, blushing faintly. With a start, she realized that she didn't know whether that was unusual or not. Why had she never learned?

Well, perhaps that wasn't important. She was here to fight shadows, not to read books.

Estel smiled, holding a hand out. "I'm Estel, and you are...?"

Estel shook her hand. "Ri? Nice to meet you." In response to her question, she gestured vaguely around the room. "Maps," she said simply. "I was trying to retrace the route I took to get here, and I realized I couldn't remember how. I know the roads - I've seen these maps before - I just don't remember where I was born." She seemed more puzzled than concerned about the fact.

"Someone should clean this place up," she added, looking about the room and shaking her head. Since that someone might as well be her, Estel began picking things up from the floor - returning the maps to the table, gathering the quills scattered across the table into one pile.

"It's my first day," Estel said, moving into the library and using her apron to dust off some of the abandoned books. "I'll be following the code of the Stallion... what about you?" She turned her head away, coughing into her sleeve. "Egh, dusty in here..."

There was something off about the library. Estel moved into the center of the room, turning in circles and looking at the sparsely-populated shelves. "So much space for so few books..."

"I'm following the Eagle." She lifted "1,000 Ways to...", a book that was half-destroyed, and set it on the shelf. "And it's my first day too. At least... I think it is." Ri said with a hint of confusion. She shoved a book back into place and went to grab another.

"It is weird isn't it? Whoever took the books must have really needed them. Who else who leave such a mess?" She dusted off a book cover and set that on the shelf before her.

"Maybe." She turned to see what Estel was looking at and saw the newcomer. She returned his smile and went back to collecting books from their various resting spots, some moldering in her hands.