Isaak Fernand von Kämpfer//Panzermagier

Ah, Venizia, bella. The memories that you bring back with you are glorious, indeed. A fitting stage, perhaps, for the story that spawned this day. A fine bottle of Rosso di Montalcino, perhaps, to commemorate Valentinus.

How ironic, that the patron saint of love was such an unschooled, clumsy lover. Perhaps the day of Lupercalia would be more to your tastes, Citizens? It is but a day away, all things considered.

Should anyone have a story or two to spare, a little time to lavish on fine dining, I will be found at the highest bridge that stretches over these rivers. After all, this day places an emphasis on such indulgences, doesn't it?

[Private//Flammenschwert]

I require your report immediately.

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[[ooc: Isaak will be nicely settled at a small table set for two and fine delicacies laid out for both himself and guests. Log for those who want to, and commentspam for everyone else~]]