“What would the Emperor have for me, much less my friends? Who is going to die, what do you want me to do? Please, I don’t understand.”

“The repulsive wraith, and the lewdly dressed snake. They should go to the Festival. It would be better if they joined you. As to the death, I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough. Goodbye now! Enjoy your date.”

The Magician just leaves. The raven delivering the tickets to Hashidoi’s hand.
“DATE? What date, nobody’s going on a date!”

Rude! Hashidoi flusters, as the cursed mystic shortly vanishes down the street in tandem with his familiar. The red dragon is not given much of an explanation to her misfortune.
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