An ornate, gold trimmed message was delivered early one morning, naming this one of several meeting spots. What appeared to be a young man with teal-colored hair stood nearby with a blank stare and calm demeanor, waiting.
"Dear sir, ma'am, or any other address of your choice,
You have been nominated by an anonymous source as a worthy partner to one of us Regalia, a race of guardian spirits. One of our number is willing to form a pact with you in return for taking part in a magical tournament across the island. Please see the rules listed below.
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Note: As compensation, we will grant you with new abilities for participating. Please meet with the pact maker at one of the following locations at the appointed time."
"Dear sir, ma'am, or any other address of your choice,
You have been nominated by an anonymous source as a worthy partner to one of us Regalia, a race of guardian spirits. One of our number is willing to form a pact with you in return for taking part in a magical tournament across the island. Please see the rules listed below.
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Note: As compensation, we will grant you with new abilities for participating. Please meet with the pact maker at one of the following locations at the appointed time."