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At the Halcyon Beacon, the guildmistress introduced herself as Captain Marrow, a broad-shouldered woman with a laugh like a cannon. “We need someone to negotiate with the Lighthouse Keeper and the sea-wraiths,” she said. “We heard you’re precise.”

Belfast replied with a curtsy, practiced and strange. “We call you by what you are. We ask if you would let the sailors pass, for they carry children and letters and small joys.” adventuring with belfast in another world v01 best

A tactician. The word lodged in her like a pin. Belfast’s training in punctuality and etiquette felt suddenly tactical: arranging silverware into formations, timing tea service to the second. She smiled, small and precise. “Very well. Then we shall be of service.” At the Halcyon Beacon, the guildmistress introduced herself

“Keeper of calm,” the woman whispered, pressing a charm to Belfast’s palm. “You’ll need this where storms sleep under stone.” “We call you by what you are

Outside, the sea-wraiths circled the Beacon like a patient audience. One leaned close enough to hear the Keeper’s voice braided to Belfast’s. “You call us properly?” it hissed, curiosity more than malice.

And so the maid— that was, Belfast—began her ledger of otherworldly duties, where tea and tact were an adventurer’s truest weapons.