Grain...

So you're trying to say that you had nothing to do with said attack?" Amaretto looked at Alice with a critical eye. Alice fidgeted under Amaretto's gaze and casually fluffed her curled hair slightly from the back before she talked.

"It wasn't that we attacked her at all. It was more like she stole something from us and Johanna and I went to retrieve it. We weren't expecting her to call foul play about it."

Alice finally stopped moving when Katherine stepped forward. "What was it that she stole from you two?"

Alice huffed as she crossed her arms, "She took our Stone of Communication! It wasn't even worth anything until we started to use the bloody thing though!"

Amaretto looked at her aunt and KAtherine shrugged her shoulders, not quite sure as to what to say.

"What is a Stone of Communication?" Amaretto looked a little confused.

Johanna looked at Amaretto with a rather blank look and then said, "It was how we managed to make our language of Enochtin."

"Enochtin?" Amaretto looked a little confused.

Alice smiled slightly and then said, "Johanna and I are a little better than your average gentry here. We are considered mystics."

Katherine frowned. "Mystics? You mean you speak with spirits and divine the future?"

Alice looked mollified. "We aren't table-rappers if that is what you are thinking. We talk to genuine spirits." Alice allowed for a small smile to play off of her lips.

Amaretto looked to her aunt and Katherine paused to wave her hand as she explained. "Table-rappers are considered to be an alleged form of communication with the spirits of the dead."

"Why do you say alleged?"

Katherine snorted. "That is because they are mostly fakes. There is a reason they are called table-rappers," she smiled rather banally

Johanna looked at Katherine, the same blank expression that was on her face that was there since they met. "We have an actual connection to the spirits. We are not fakes."

Amaretto frowned. "So what exactly is it that we are supposed to do then?"

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