<div style="text-align: center">Anastasia squeezed the woman's hand encouragingly.<br/>
Knowing all too well the fear of going through a literal hole in space and time, it was a risky operation, at least for a sorceress or mage of lower calibre. She however had over seventy years worth of experience behind her, despire her appearance saying otherwise. <br/>
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She stepped into the portal, leading Dia with her, in her mind she could see the circular room, of elven structure, an arrogant but beautiful race that died off many years ago, they had tried going into hiding like many of the worlds creatures when men took it upon them to rid themselves of everything that was superior in strength or magic capability. Four pillars, with vines wrapped around them stood around a fire. The walls were stone, the presence of the room itself strikingly similar to a castle. <br/>
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The room was filled with bookshelves, tables,  and chairs, platters of food and wine that never spoiled. In the portal however her physical self was blinding by the lava orange glow. In an instant they appeared in the very room Anastasia had been thinking of. Candles illuminated the room and the several women that were currently occupying it. <br/>
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"Anastasia . . . where have yo . . . who is this?" a raven haired woman asked, her eyes like Anastasia's were violet, she was slender and dressed nearly head to toe in black, the only colour on her outfit was a amythist stone in the buckle of her belt that rested around the corset. The other women were all of striking appearance, all old and all powerful. <br/>
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Anastasia looked towards her fellow sorceress and frowned "Celine, this is Dia, a member of the Directorate . . . she found me" she stated rather matter of factly to her coven. She glanced at Dia, checking to see if she had recovered from the journey, whilst breif it could be overwhelming. "Dia, this is the conclave, may I introduce Celine, the lady by the fire in the red pantsuit is Kiera, and then there is Annelia, Francette and Severine" she listed them one by one, under different circumstances she might have taken more time to properly introduce Dia, she frowned once again, glancing around the room "Where's Lea?" she asked. <br/>
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The sorceresses gathered around their fellow sister, sparing wary glances to Dia. Celine looked down at the floor, the raven haired woman clearly feeling uncomfortable "Lea's missing Anastasia . . . we thought you were next"<br/>
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Anastasia watched her friend for what felt like a long time, the leader of the conclave was missing, not good. <br/>
"I see, then we need to hurry, I seem to be experiencing amnesia, I was in a bayou , . . couldn't remember how I got there" she stated simply. Celine's eyes widened with worry "There's no spell for that Ana, we can try to unlock memories but it's almost impossible" <br/>
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Celine shook her head slowly, she placed her palm on Anastasia's shoulder "Bolaav zu'u vahrukt" she muttered, a white soft glow emanting from her palm, they remained standing there for a few moments before Celine withdrew her hand "You've been tampered with Ana, your memories are locked, but there was something . . . we know what did this, a vampire, a powerful one"<br/>
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Anastasia nodded gravely "Thank-you, that's better than nothing at all, I suppose the memory will return on their own . . . but what could a vampire want with me?" <br/>
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Celine sighed softly "Well they left a mental note, in a sense, an imprint, they want you to go looking for them it seemed, perhaps why you were in a swamp, The company Talon&amp;co, that's all I could see, although as far as I know, they are just a pharmecutical company"​</div>