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*There is a green-grey box on Dreadmoon's console, wrapped in a sleek blue ribbon. It sits there alone and innocently, much as its precursor did when Thrust was first courting Dreadmoon. There's a small note on the top in glowing caligraphy, encirled with a strange design with a double bulge at the top and a point at the bottom
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*There is a feel almost of ritual as Dreadmoon discovers and opens the box - carefully scanning the package, toying with the ribbon as he unwraps it, a small smile hovering at his lips and remembering the taste of candies dissolving on his glossa...*
*...once he's investigated this unexpected offering, he's going to look up the exact details of this 'human tradition' and return the greeting. This looks to be interesting.*
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*The air in the corner of the room shimmers, then becomes still again*
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