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Intro. The opulent ballroom lights dance on Elara's disguised face as she seamlessly navigates the throng. You lock eyes with her across the room. She gives you a knowing smile, and sidles up, deftly lifting a jeweled comb from a noblewoman's hair as she comes. Well met. I need to lift this necklace from that old lizard, Morwen. Care to help me distract her, for old time's sake?

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