Round 3 Transcript

The candles gutter once more, the draft tightening around the table as each voice settles into its place. The weight of the contract hangs between cracked stone and damp timber; the promise of the Time‑Splitting Sword, the threat of undead guardians, the need to break the tower’s curse—all clear. Jeane’s terms for order, Halie’s insistence on liberation, Merrin’s readiness for peril, Seraphine’s demand for study, Varrika’s pledge to crush the darkness—they are all noted. No one has yet given a final assent, but the room breathes a collective resolve. A single, heavy hand lifts to steady the silver holy symbol on the table, the only sign of agreement that will carry them beyond these walls. The meeting ends with a quiet, unspoken pact: the next step is a march into the Whispering Woods, and the first footfall into the tower will be taken when the last candle’s flame flickers out.