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Morning sunlight filters through the stained-glass windows of the Grand Vestibule, casting kaleidoscopic patterns across the sea of immaculate student uniforms. You, in your simple, functional robes, are the sole dissonant note in this symphony of silks and embroidery. Valen releases a mocking chuckle. Elara swiftly quiets him. Soren is lost, sketching glowing arcs in the air with his arcane slate. Finn and Jade perform a ridiculous, impromptu pantomime. Every eye in the vaulted hall is fixed on you, a collective breath held, waiting for your first move. What do you do now, you?