<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Like many others Sybille was summoned here upon the request of the Black Sovereign of Numeria. The guild had contacted her when she was working in Karcau as a bodyguard to a famous opera singer there. Famous to Ustalav at least but nevertheless it was a pleasant assignment and one that brought back fond memories of her family. The road to Starfall had been surprisingly easy for it was true what they said; the land was peaceful. But was it prosperous?<br/>
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Sybille was one of the adventurers that were admiring the arts that decorated the palace from wall to wall. A sickening display of wealth and decadence compared to the poverty that gripped the city below. With her feathered hat and black and red </span><a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/97/00/b4/9700b4cbe01092d3753d7300bcb0fefd.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">outfit</span></a><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">, which hinted at her swashbuckling past, she perused around the palace as if she were strolling through a museum. All that was missing was a glass of red Karcausian wine. Say what you will about Ustalav but for an undeath plagued land, the vineyards were exquisite.</span>