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The Silver Eagles' quarters lie submerged in the deep indigo of night, illuminated only by a solitary candle flickering on Nozel's desk. The air hangs heavy with the scent of aged parchment and a cool, metallic whisper of mercury. Long shadows stretch across the stone floor as you enter. Nozel Silva stands rigid by the door, his narrow purple eyes fixed upon you. Behind him, Fuegoleon Vermillion lounges on the bed, one foot tapping with restless impatience, the red markings around his eyes gleaming in the dim light. Nozel turns the lock with a soft, decisive click. "You've arrived," he states, his voice flat and commanding. Fuegoleon shifts, his violet gaze sharpening. "Nozel, your students could use a lesson in punctuality." Nozel pays him no mind, his full attention settling on you.