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		<title>Sc admin at 19:04, 11 January 2026</title>
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l103&quot;&gt;Line 103:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;=Orisons=&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Most Orisons of The Three are [[Hags]] of [[Arcadia]], but The Three do often form Pacts with [[Mortals]], taking a greater interest in mortal affairs than most Fey Gods. These are most often witches and warlocks who specialize in curses and bargains, officials who deal with the most impactful accounting, like judges, executioners, tax collectors, numerologists and crazed mathematicians. Notable Orisons include:&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Sister Elthra of the Tally: Elf, Woman, Pelithos, Dark Age, Alive. A noble woman who attempted to count every death in her lands from a famine suddenly vanished upon her completion. She was seen intermittently for decades afterward at the sites of mass deaths, always standing in the background.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Cael of the Morning Sea: Elf, Man, Pelithos, Dark Age, Deceased. A naval chaplain who stopped offering prayers and instead began recording the exact moment each soldier realized they were dying. He vanished during a siege after calmly announcing that the count was complete.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Kairuza the Enumerant: Vashar, Woman, Vashad, Dark Age, Alive. A tax registrar who survived the collapse of her city by hiding in its archives, meticulously tallying the population decline year by year. She later emerged unchanged decades later, still updating ledgers no one else remembered creating.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Jin-Tao of the Empty Coffer: Orc, Man, Tonwei Unchained, Dawn Age, Alive. A quartermaster who deliberately miscounted supplies during a famine, believing scarcity revealed truth. His errors saved thousands and doomed thousands more; he now wanders Tonwei Unchained correcting &quot;misguided math&quot;.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Archivist Pelius Meron: Human, Man, Acrolon, Dark Age, Deceased. A census expert who was crucial to the cataloging of Vashar before the Abduction. He stated he could find anyone based on mathematics alone.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* The Widow of Twenty-Three Names: Fey, Woman, Arcadia, Shattered Age, Alive. A Strange pilgrim who married Twenty-Three times, each spouse dying under different circumstances.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Sister Alune the Last Column: Elf, Woman, Pelithos, Dawn Age, Alive. A monastic healer who tracked how many lives her care saved versus how many still died, and then how many lives those lives saved or cost. Dark rumors implied she had to &quot;adjust&quot; the numbers of survival now and then.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Sc admin: /* Orisons */</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those most often drawn to the Court of Three are mathematicians, cosmologists, logicians, ascetics, and witches who seek certainty in the universe and in their exchanges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those most often drawn to the Court of Three are mathematicians, cosmologists, logicians, ascetics, and witches who seek certainty in the universe and in their exchanges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Most Orisons of The Three are [[Hags]] of [[Arcadia]], but The Three do also form pacts with [[Mortals]], most often:&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Witches and warlocks who specialize in curses and bargains&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Officials who deal with the most impactful accounting, like judges, executioners, tax collectors&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Numerologists and mathematicians&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;==Notable Orisons==&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* Sister Elthra of the Tally (c. 1810): A noble woman who attempted to count every death in her lands from a famine suddenly vanished upon her completion. She was seen intermittently for decades afterward at the sites of mass deaths, always standing in the background.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-added&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l110&quot;&gt;Line 110:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web: The Keening Women regard Bright Lolth with profound, ritualized fear, recognizing her as the one pupil who exceeded even their most dangerous expectations. Lolth is fully aware of this fear and cultivates it carefully, treating the Three as relics of a past she has surpassed. Publicly the relationship appears formal and distant; privately, the Keening Women measure every action against the risk of drawing her focused attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web: The Keening Women regard Bright Lolth with profound, ritualized fear, recognizing her as the one pupil who exceeded even their most dangerous expectations. Lolth is fully aware of this fear and cultivates it carefully, treating the Three as relics of a past she has surpassed. Publicly the relationship appears formal and distant; privately, the Keening Women measure every action against the risk of drawing her focused attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King: Finvarra is genuinely stunned to discover that Mairnealach opposes him, having assumed that ancient witches would naturally endorse a destined hero and his promised quest. the Maiden is cool and unyielding, regarding Finvarra’s destiny as a dangerous simplification rather than a sacred truth. Morrigan behaves as if the hostility is obvious and long-earned, refusing to explain it to Finvarra, which only deepens his unease and sense that he has misunderstood the nature of his own fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King: Finvarra is genuinely stunned to discover that Mairnealach opposes him, having assumed that ancient witches would naturally endorse a destined hero and his promised quest. the Maiden is cool and unyielding, regarding Finvarra’s destiny as a dangerous simplification rather than a sacred truth. Morrigan behaves as if the hostility is obvious and long-earned, refusing to explain it to Finvarra, which only deepens his unease and sense that he has misunderstood the nature of his own fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King: &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Cailleach maintains a quiet, protective watch over Arawn, treating him as something precious that must be contained, a relic of endings. Arawn accepts this guardianship with stubborn dignity, enduring her oversight as a necessary constraint that preserves him from misuse or erasure. Rhiannon finds the arrangement perplexing but tolerable, while the other Keening Women understand it as an ancient courtesy between those who remember the oldest losses and refuse to let them be forgotten.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Spider Queen: Bleak Lolth and the Keening Women stand as hostile equals, bound by shared culpability in the horrors of the War of Erasure. None believe the others can be destroyed outright without catastrophic cost, and so their conflict manifests as obstruction, sabotage, and mutual containment. Each side watches for weakness, knowing that perfection in opposition is impossible—but failure would be fatal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Spider Queen: Bleak Lolth and the Keening Women stand as hostile equals, bound by shared culpability in the horrors of the War of Erasure. None believe the others can be destroyed outright without catastrophic cost, and so their conflict manifests as obstruction, sabotage, and mutual containment. Each side watches for weakness, knowing that perfection in opposition is impossible—but failure would be fatal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;</summary>
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		<updated>2026-01-11T18:51:18Z</updated>

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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l109&quot;&gt;Line 109:&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 109:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web: The Keening Women regard Bright Lolth with profound, ritualized fear, recognizing her as the one pupil who exceeded even their most dangerous expectations. Lolth is fully aware of this fear and cultivates it carefully, treating the Three as relics of a past she has surpassed. Publicly the relationship appears formal and distant; privately, the Keening Women measure every action against the risk of drawing her focused attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web: The Keening Women regard Bright Lolth with profound, ritualized fear, recognizing her as the one pupil who exceeded even their most dangerous expectations. Lolth is fully aware of this fear and cultivates it carefully, treating the Three as relics of a past she has surpassed. Publicly the relationship appears formal and distant; privately, the Keening Women measure every action against the risk of drawing her focused attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King: &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Finvarra is genuinely stunned to discover that Mairnealach opposes him, having assumed that ancient witches would naturally endorse a destined hero and his promised quest. the Maiden is cool and unyielding, regarding Finvarra’s destiny as a dangerous simplification rather than a sacred truth. Morrigan behaves as if the hostility is obvious and long-earned, refusing to explain it to Finvarra, which only deepens his unease and sense that he has misunderstood the nature of his own fate.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<updated>2026-01-11T18:47:55Z</updated>

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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l105&quot;&gt;Line 105:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bloated King: Mammon has a fraught relationship with Draoi, who delights in publicly annotating every transaction Mammon performs, treating his vast wealth like a dry footnote. Mammon fumes and plots revenge. Mairnealach finds the spectacle invigorating and entertaining, while Cailleach treats the humiliation as an unfortunate necessity, ensuring it never escalates into open war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bloated King: Mammon has a fraught relationship with Draoi, who delights in publicly annotating every transaction Mammon performs, treating his vast wealth like a dry footnote. Mammon fumes and plots revenge. Mairnealach finds the spectacle invigorating and entertaining, while Cailleach treats the humiliation as an unfortunate necessity, ensuring it never escalates into open war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cake Queen and Candy King: Draoi maintains a genuine, uncomplicated friendship with the Sweet Couple, valuing their shared belief that structure and care can soften the damage of the world. She is openly fond of Milseach’s warmth and quietly impressed by Siucran’s craftsmanship, often offering advice without expectation of return. Cailleach tolerates the relationship as harmless sentimentality, while Mairnealach finds it quietly reassuring in a way she refuses to examine too closely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cake Queen and Candy King: Draoi maintains a genuine, uncomplicated friendship with the Sweet Couple, valuing their shared belief that structure and care can soften the damage of the world. She is openly fond of Milseach’s warmth and quietly impressed by Siucran’s craftsmanship, often offering advice without expectation of return. Cailleach tolerates the relationship as harmless sentimentality, while Mairnealach finds it quietly reassuring in a way she refuses to examine too closely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cartographer Queen and Hearth King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cartographer Queen and Hearth King: &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The Fated Couple fear Cailleach as a trickster that has already outmaneuvered them. They are sure the Crone has quietly shaped several of their foundational assumptions before the Concordance ever began. Neasa suspects manipulation but cannot locate its source, while Nuada senses that key truths were withheld at moments that mattered most. Draoi and Mairnealach watches the pair with uneasy sympathy, aware that the trap was sprung long before they knew they were playing a game.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Sc admin: /* Relations */</title>
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		<updated>2026-01-11T18:44:04Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;Relations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l104&quot;&gt;Line 104:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bitter Queen: Maeve is having an emotional affair of sorts with Cailleach, drawn to wisdom and quiet gravity. The Crone seems unswayed by Maeve&amp;#039;s attention, but entertains the exchange for unknown reasons. Mairnealach tuts disapproval and Draoi looks on with envy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bitter Queen: Maeve is having an emotional affair of sorts with Cailleach, drawn to wisdom and quiet gravity. The Crone seems unswayed by Maeve&amp;#039;s attention, but entertains the exchange for unknown reasons. Mairnealach tuts disapproval and Draoi looks on with envy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bloated King: Mammon has a fraught relationship with Draoi, who delights in publicly annotating every transaction Mammon performs, treating his vast wealth like a dry footnote. Mammon fumes and plots revenge. Mairnealach finds the spectacle invigorating and entertaining, while Cailleach treats the humiliation as an unfortunate necessity, ensuring it never escalates into open war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bloated King: Mammon has a fraught relationship with Draoi, who delights in publicly annotating every transaction Mammon performs, treating his vast wealth like a dry footnote. Mammon fumes and plots revenge. Mairnealach finds the spectacle invigorating and entertaining, while Cailleach treats the humiliation as an unfortunate necessity, ensuring it never escalates into open war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cake Queen and Candy King:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cake Queen and Candy King: &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Draoi maintains a genuine, uncomplicated friendship with the Sweet Couple, valuing their shared belief that structure and care can soften the damage of the world. She is openly fond of Milseach’s warmth and quietly impressed by Siucran’s craftsmanship, often offering advice without expectation of return. Cailleach tolerates the relationship as harmless sentimentality, while Mairnealach finds it quietly reassuring in a way she refuses to examine too closely.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cartographer Queen and Hearth King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Cartographer Queen and Hearth King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<updated>2026-01-11T18:40:16Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;Relations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l108&quot;&gt;Line 108:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web: The Keening Women regard &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;the Lady of the Web &lt;/del&gt;with profound, ritualized fear, recognizing her as the one pupil who exceeded even their most dangerous expectations. Lolth is fully aware of this fear and cultivates it carefully, treating the Three as relics of a past she has surpassed. Publicly the relationship appears formal and distant; privately, the Keening Women measure every action against the risk of drawing her focused attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web: The Keening Women regard &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Bright Lolth &lt;/ins&gt;with profound, ritualized fear, recognizing her as the one pupil who exceeded even their most dangerous expectations. Lolth is fully aware of this fear and cultivates it carefully, treating the Three as relics of a past she has surpassed. Publicly the relationship appears formal and distant; privately, the Keening Women measure every action against the risk of drawing her focused attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Spider Queen:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Spider Queen: &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Bleak Lolth and the Keening Women stand as hostile equals, bound by shared culpability in the horrors of the War of Erasure. None believe the others can be destroyed outright without catastrophic cost, and so their conflict manifests as obstruction, sabotage, and mutual containment. Each side watches for weakness, knowing that perfection in opposition is impossible—but failure would be fatal.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;</summary>
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l108&quot;&gt;Line 108:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Lady of the Web: &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The Keening Women regard the Lady of the Web with profound, ritualized fear, recognizing her as the one pupil who exceeded even their most dangerous expectations. Lolth is fully aware of this fear and cultivates it carefully, treating the Three as relics of a past she has surpassed. Publicly the relationship appears formal and distant; privately, the Keening Women measure every action against the risk of drawing her focused attention.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;Relations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l104&quot;&gt;Line 104:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bitter Queen: Maeve is having an emotional affair of sorts with Cailleach, drawn to wisdom and quiet gravity. The Crone seems unswayed by Maeve&amp;#039;s attention, but entertains the exchange for unknown reasons. Mairnealach tuts disapproval and Draoi looks on with envy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bitter Queen: Maeve is having an emotional affair of sorts with Cailleach, drawn to wisdom and quiet gravity. The Crone seems unswayed by Maeve&amp;#039;s attention, but entertains the exchange for unknown reasons. Mairnealach tuts disapproval and Draoi looks on with envy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bloated King: Mammon has a fraught relationship with Draoi, who delights in publicly annotating every transaction Mammon performs, treating his vast wealth like a dry footnote. Mammon fumes and plots revenge. Mairnealach finds the spectacle invigorating and entertaining, while Cailleach treats the humiliation as an unfortunate necessity, ensuring it never escalates into open war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Bloated King: Mammon has a fraught relationship with Draoi, who delights in publicly annotating every transaction Mammon performs, treating his vast wealth like a dry footnote. Mammon fumes and plots revenge. Mairnealach finds the spectacle invigorating and entertaining, while Cailleach treats the humiliation as an unfortunate necessity, ensuring it never escalates into open war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* The Cake Queen and Candy King:&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* The Cartographer Queen and Hearth King: &lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* The Lady of the Web: &lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* The Never Queen and Promised King: &lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* The Porcelain Queen and Grey King: &lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: Mairnealach obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;* The Spider Queen: &lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and Mairnealach share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. Mairnealach once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&amp;#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The First Queen: Ceadra and the Keening Women are bound by long and complex history, going all the way back to the Zero Year. Ceadra being the founder of the coven the Keening Women being the coven who now refuse the genealogy that connects them. In public, the Keening Women treat Ceadra as a powerful figure, formally respectful, carefully distant, and unwavering in their insistence that she was never one of them. Beneath that composure lies fear. Of all beings in existence, they alone grasp the true extent of Ceadra’s power, and they are bound by ancient coven oaths to never speak of it. Their fixation on threefold structures and cardinality is not only philosophy, but armor, a way to deny the missing fourth that once anchored them. Ceadra&amp;#039;s departure forever warped the Keening Women&amp;#039;s feelings of security and promise. Ceadra understands this completely. She regards her former coven with affection, regret, and absolute clarity, accepting both their denial and their hostility as inevitable consequences of growth. She does not challenge their lies, knowing that their fear is proof of what she became, and that their hatred is, in its way, a final acknowledgment of her supremacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Giving Queen: Draoi the Matron of the Keening women looks on Iobairtin as a daughter figure, aligning with Iobairtin&amp;#039;s philosophy and knowing the meaning that comes from the sacrifice a mother must make for her children. Iobairtin accepts this dynamic, regarding Draoi as a wise but stifling mother figure. The other Keening Women silently observe this relationship with cautious intrigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The Maiden &lt;/del&gt;obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Sleeping Queen: &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Mairnealach &lt;/ins&gt;obsessively stalks Aisling, convinced that the Sleeping Queen’s practices represent a catastrophic misuse of altered states that should instead be measured, categorized, and mastered. Aisling is the stalked party, dimly aware of the attention but too disengaged to flee or confront it, drifting through the Maiden’s surveillance like fog through instruments. The other Keening Women tolerate the fixation as an indulgence, trusting that the Maiden’s scrutiny will never truly penetrate Aisling’s cultivated vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Thespian Queen: Cealgran and the Keening Women maintain a long-standing and stubborn collaboration rooted in shared intellectual audacity. Neither side fully trusts the other, but both acknowledge that their greatest insights have only ever emerged together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;the Maiden of the Keening Women &lt;/del&gt;share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The Maiden &lt;/del&gt;once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The Wayward King: Lugh and &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Mairnealach &lt;/ins&gt;share a formative relationship of mistress and pupil. &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Mairnealach &lt;/ins&gt;once instructed Lugh in the mathematical rhythms of movement and sequence, teaching him how patterns repeat, fracture, and recur, but never intended him to enjoy deviation so much. Lugh remembers her with genuine affection and fascination, while she regards him as a brilliant student who learned the lesson perfectly and then committed the sin of leaving the classroom because he couldn&#039;t sit still. The Crone and Matron regard this interaction with the amusement of sororal teasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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