Placeholder: Edgar Blackwood: Emerging from the shadows, Edgar Blackwood approaches Dahlia Death, his eyes gleaming with a newfound determination. Dahlia Death, a pleasure to cross paths with you in the aftermath of such a macabre celebration. I couldn't help but notice your involvement in this dark affair. It seems we share a common interest in unraveling the secrets of the Order of Boniface. Dahlia Death: Raises an eyebrow, her gaze piercing through Edgar with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Edgar Blackw Edgar Blackwood: Emerging from the shadows, Edgar Blackwood approaches Dahlia Death, his eyes gleaming with a newfound determination. Dahlia Death, a pleasure to cross paths with you in the aftermath of such a macabre celebration. I couldn't help but notice your involvement in this dark affair. It seems we share a common interest in unraveling the secrets of the Order of Boniface. Dahlia Death: Raises an eyebrow, her gaze piercing through Edgar with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Edgar Blackw

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Edgar Blackwood: Emerging from the shadows, Edgar Blackwood approaches Dahlia Death, his eyes gleaming with a newfound determination. Dahlia Death, a pleasure to cross paths with you in the aftermath of such a macabre celebration. I couldn't help but notice your involvement in this dark affair. It seems we share a common interest in unraveling the secrets of the Order of Boniface. Dahlia Death: Raises an eyebrow, her gaze piercing through Edgar with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Edgar Blackw

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