Round 3 Transcript

The ash‑lit courtyard falls silent as the three figures settle into a reluctant truce, each clutching their own uneasy bargains. Jeane’s key glints faintly, a silent promise of power; Silra’s wary eyes scan the cracked stone, ready to flee if the danger grows; Sister Hale’s unholy symbol is tucked beneath her cloak, a token of faith she will not let be sullied. All three have agreed to a pact: they will move forward with the reconstruction only if the conditions they set are respected—security, clear funding, and moral restraint. The lantern’s flame steadies, casting long shadows that seem to stretch toward the darkened streets below. With the terms laid bare, the group turns from discussion to preparation, gathering tools and laying plans on the altar, ready to step into the ruin’s heart when the night deepens.