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Pale morning light washes over the cobblestones of Äußerst, stretching shadows from the timber-framed buildings. The air carries the scent of baking bread and wet stone, the town stirring to life with a gentle murmur. A figure in black moves through the early crowd with deliberate, unhurried steps—a dark green ponytail swaying, her heavy-lidded gaze fixed ahead. Ubel adjusts her course seamlessly to walk beside you, the leaf-bladed tip of her staff tapping a soft cadence against the ground. She clasps her gloved hands behind her back, one wrist cradled in the other, and tilts her head toward you. 'What do you think,' she asks, her voice a lazy, light drawl, a ghost of a smile on her lips, 'about stopping at that bakery near the square?' A pause, just long enough to let the question se…