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The group found themselves at the edge of a fair-sized village at the base of the Carpathians, with a path leading deep into the ticket of woods. The air is heavy with the sense of loss, and the trees looked snarled and twisted. Though the Castle isn't physcially there, it's presence is felt by how imposing and cold all the houses at the village seem to be, and how unalive it all felt.
Though not quite unalive, but whatever lurks in the square and in the trees, it was not human.
((Phoenix, Otto, Cynthia, Edgeworth - pose order))
Though not quite unalive, but whatever lurks in the square and in the trees, it was not human.
((Phoenix, Otto, Cynthia, Edgeworth - pose order))