Just after crossing the threshold to the girls common room, sits a glass case. While the case is beautiful in its scroll work along the titanium frame. While the glass is polished perfectly in its three alarmed layers. While the pedestal it all sits upon is intricate in design and the platinum inlay on that titanium base make for something worth talking about. They matter less than the object that sits inside.
Floating, though in all actuality suspended on a small metal hook that is nigh invisible, within the case is a prize. The material would be described as diaphanous should any not truly be aware of whom it once belonged. The golden border of the material is magnificently stitched. What draws the eye is the unique shade of purple. It is neither lavender, nor violet. Yet at the same time both. It seems to flow from one color to the next as the light passes through the spectral garment.
A single note, carefully penned in gold ink upon expensive parchment from Romania
"To the Lady of Pride, Headmistress Bathory,
This individual came to our islands. Her pride was stronger than her common sense, believing that we needed her brand of justice to be met out among the streets in the Nerva Archipelago.
I can only say that when I saw it, I wanted it. I took it off her quickly discorporating form after a bit of battle. It seems she overestimates her incorporeal state against enchanted blades. Another point of Pride perhaps?
I present you the cape of one of the Freedom Phalanx, Numina. A gift in thanks for having formed this Sorority and opening my eyes with Mistress Calloway to new world that will be mine for the taking.
Sincerely,
Felicia Onyx
Freshman, Child of Greed"
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