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               <b>Year:</b> 984 - 12
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-            <a href="#one">Episode 1</a> - <a href="#two">Episode 2</a> -
-            <a href="#three">Episode 3</a> - <a href="#four">Episode 4</a> -
-            <a href="#five">Episode 5</a> - <a href="#six">Episode 6</a> -
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-            <a href="#nine">Episode 9</a> - <a href="#ten">Episode 10</a> -
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-            <a href="#fourteen">Episode 14</a> -
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-            <a href="#eighteen">Episode 18</a> -
-            <a href="#nineteen">Episode 19</a> -
-            <a href="#twenty">Episode 20</a> -
-            <a href="#twentyone">Episode 21</a> -
-            <a href="#twentytwo">Episode 22</a> -
-            <a href="#twentythree">Episode 23</a> -
-            <a href="#twentyfour">Episode 24</a> -
-            <a href="#twentyfive">Episode 25</a> -
-            <a href="#twentysix">Episode 26</a>
+              <a href="#one">Episode 1</a> - <a href="#two">Episode 2</a> -
+              <a href="#three">Episode 3</a> - <a href="#four">Episode 4</a> -
+              <a href="#five">Episode 5</a> - <a href="#six">Episode 6</a> -
+              <a href="#seven">Episode 7</a> - <a href="#eight">Episode 8</a> -
+              <a href="#nine">Episode 9</a> - <a href="#ten">Episode 10</a> -
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+              <a href="#thirty">Episode 30</a> -
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-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">The night approacheth with great haste;</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Yet thou shalt hew open a path, cleaving the shadows in twain,</span></td>
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-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">With the blessings and approval of thy family of which there is no equal,</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Challenge and vanquish all things perilous,</span></td>
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-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">And at last—reach true happiness;</span></td>
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-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Thus how indubitable,</span></td>
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-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">The magnificence with which mine ingenious adventures of to-day shall shine.</span></td>
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-              <td colspan="2">Which is... our adventure, as well.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">You remember the words, right? A Fixer must maintain a head clear of corruption, speech free of deceit, and conduct guided by clemency.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Show courage in adventure, and bear pain in suffering.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">And pray, forget not the mercy for the downtrodden...</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">... and last but not least...</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">... Pursue your dream, even if it means wagering your life in the chase.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Should you ever fail to stand by even one of these tenets...</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">I’ll smack you guys upside the head myself.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">Steel yourself and always, always keep moving forward.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Is that not...</span></td>
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-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">... a threat most unfair?</span></td>
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-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> P Corp. WARP train platform
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-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
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-              <td>Manager Esquire... how unfair of thee...!</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
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-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
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-              <td>Most unfair, I say...!!!</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
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-              <td>&lt;What is it this time...?&gt;</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
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-              <td>For once have I believed that &#x27;twas my time to shine...!!</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
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-              <td>Much did I wish to be the one to pull off the final flourish in its deserved splendor...!</td>
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-              <td>&#x27;Twas my chance to mark my name in the newspapersuhuuhhh...!!!</td>
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-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">Returning to P Corp.&#x27;s WARP train Station seemed to always remind Don Quixote of our last misadventure. She&#x27;d repeated that exact same complaint a few times by now.</td>
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-              <td>Hooh...? Wherefore dost thou make an expression of such great dourness, Manager Esquire...?</td>
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-              <td>&lt;I don&#x27;t even have an expression, let alone a face...&gt;</td>
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-              <td>How untrue, how untrue! Dost thou not see?</td>
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-              <td>All things blessed with existence has heart! Even the little critters, and indeed, even the blades of grass which most people bother not to linger even a fleeting thought upon! Forsooth, an existence of a heart necessitates an &#x27;expression&#x27; wouldst thou not say?</td>
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-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
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-              <td>That is to say, we mustn&#x27;t let the strength of the body be the scale with which we judge one&#x27;s measure; thus persevere, let only thy unbending heart be the tool with which thou dispensest justice! Hark, hark!</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
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-              <td>Ugh... Right, out with it. Who encouraged the lass this time?</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
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-              <td>Hearken unto me, Manager Esquiiiiiiiiiirrrrreeeehhhh?</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">Some time ago, in the freight car of the WARP train...</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
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-              <td>…….</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
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-              <td>&lt;D-Don Quixote, hey? Can you hear me? S-say something...&gt;</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote regards me silently.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... No. That&#x27;s... some eldritch being, who I can&#x27;t help but wish is Don Quixote... gazing at me.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">She opens her mouth. My instinct is screaming at me to not listen to her. But...</td>
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-              <td>... Has the... ... ended?</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
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-              <td>&lt;I don&#x27;t... think it&#x27;s... ended...&gt;</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
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-              <td>... Is that so.</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
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-              <td>Rocinante, to me...</td>
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-              <td>... I beseech you.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">I don&#x27;t know if I gave her the right answer.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">Though my answer was an almost instinctual relay of a thought that manifested in my head, Don Quixote closes her eyes upon hearing my reply.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">As though drifting away into a gentle, pleasant dream.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">And I carefully slip the ragged pair of running shoes she called Rocinante onto her feet.</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">And I make a silent wish.</td>
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-              <td>…….</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
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-              <td>…Hm?</td>
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-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
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-              <td>Arriv... have we arrived?</td>
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-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
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-              <td>Hunnhhh... FIE!!! What devilry is this?! Whither hath the villainous Bloodfiend gone?</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
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-              <td>&lt;Don Quixote…&gt;</td>
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-              <td>... Didst thou strike down the cur?!?!</td>
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-              <td colspan="2">And, back to present...</td>
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-              <td>I kinda feel like we all missed out on something cool. Wish I was there with Faust and Dante when it all went down to see how you guys managed to kill that guy, y&#x27;know?</td>
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-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
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-              <td>Let&#x27;s not leave a certain someone out of the story, hmm? She was there as well, though she embarrassingly passed out like a coward in front of that Bloodfiend. The shame of Limbus company, I say.</td>
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-              <td>... C&#x27;mon. We all passed out too, didn&#x27;t we?</td>
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-              <td>Hnnnnngggghhhh...!</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
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-              <td>I suppose I should have been there to take the reins of the Sinners.</td>
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-              <td>Were you that scared of that Bloodfiend, Don Quixote...? That&#x27;s okay. I understand how you feel.</td>
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-              <td>Hooah... A true hero standeth still and calm, unmoving in the face of such base mockery...!</td>
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-              <td>I agree, Rodya. I do feel like we missed out on something big.</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
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-              <td>Because when we got there in the aftermath, all we saw was a very confused-looking Dante standing over the Bloodfiend&#x27;s... exploded... melted... parts.</td>
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-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
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-              <td>&lt;Huh? I-I was...? Standing? Confused? Was I?&gt;</td>
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-              <td>Forsooth! Why didst thou not wake me?! I would have even forgiven thee for slapping my cheeks upside-down—</td>
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-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
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-              <td>So... what actually happened in there?</td>
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-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;I-I already told you guys earlier, didn&#x27;t I?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You just trailed off with a &quot;That&#x27;s... uh... Y&#x27;know...&quot; until we changed the subject. What are you talking about?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Executive Manager, perhaps you were in a similar state of explosive delirium to the one you experienced earlier?! I am referring to the time when your head burst into flames!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Oh, n-no, it&#x27;s, uh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Outis began glaring at me warily as though my clock—head—was about to explode at any moment.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;That... didn&#x27;t happen.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;That didn&#x27;t happen&quot;, huh...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, if ya won&#x27;t talk, then~ I turn to Miss Faust, our second eyewitness! Can I get some statements from you, madam?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Rodya asks confidently, still in the mood to play detective.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Faust does not have any information she deems necessary to share at the moment.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Gotcha, then right back to you, witness Dante—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Listen up. I have an important announcement to make, so pay close attention.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... I have no idea if it was a coincidence or not, but...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Vergilius stepped in at just the right moment to divert the Sinners&#x27; away from me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>As you are all well aware, we have been contracted by P Corp to work on a case here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Hm. I suppose we&#x27;ve done this song and dance enough times for you to know what&#x27;s coming.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Right, right. I &#x27;spose we&#x27;ll be havin&#x27; a scuffle, song, dance, whatever the higher-up toffs want with Distortions or Abnormalities or what have you. Did I get that right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Aha! And &#x27;tis a quest that leads us to lay claim upon another Golden Bough in our hands, is it not?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote replies, brimming with excitement.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes. Well, if the two of you were able to catch on that quick, then I don&#x27;t suppose any further elaboration is necessary.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>However, this operation will be somewhat...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... No, let me correct myself. This operation will be &#x27;drastically&#x27; different from anything you have done so far. It may be one of our most... bothersome missions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well... when hasn&#x27;t it been like that?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I guess it would be pretty &#x27;bothersome&#x27; to have to tag along with a group that&#x27;s two, three times larger than our own, though. But...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The Sinners&#x27; intuition appears to be growing sharper by the day.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh... are we... actually?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You know what? I think I&#x27;m just going to... keep these guesses to myself from now on.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It&#x27;s not something that can be negotiated. Well, isn&#x27;t it better to join a group three times our size rather than to oppose it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Will this be a joint operation, then? Who will we be working with?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mmm... can&#x27;t say I have the fondest memories of... joint operations.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Memories of pain, if you will.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Our mission at K Corp. was our first and last experience with a &#x27;joint operation&#x27;.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Eugh, I still vividly remember watching Meursault&#x27;s arm flyin&#x27; off, smacking against a pillar, and squelching onto the floor...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A more accurate recounting of the event would have included the fact that my scapula was also forcibly separated from my torso.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Can&#x27;t we just keep this between us? The other guys&#x27;ll just get in our way and screw everything up...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I can&#x27;t believe I&#x27;m saying this, but... I strongly agree with that one.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How presumptuous of you all.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You&#x27;d do well to remember that you are not the only team coming into this operation harboring such arrogant thoughts.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This contract is, after all, an Open Contract posted by the Hana Association, the Association overlooking the operations of Fixers—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Vergilius stopped himself, noticing an ominous aura from one of the Sinners.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>HAAH—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">There stood Don Quixote, practically vibrating with excitement...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Someone, gag Don Quixote. At your earliest convenience.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Allow me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uoogh! Outi—mmph! Mmph!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Anyway. This means that our colleagues joining this operation won&#x27;t be any ragtag bands of Fixers from some alleyway Office no one&#x27;s ever heard of. It is very likely that Fixers from somewhat established Associations will be joining us.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>MMMPH!! MMH! MMH! MMH! MMH!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You...! Stop wriggling your lips!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I am so glad that Outis was here to stop Don Quixote from exploding into joy.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Because if she hadn&#x27;t, we&#x27;d be drawing the attention of every single person in a sizable radius around us.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Right. So what kind of monster are we dealin&#x27; with this time?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>More than that— How do they want it done?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You&#x27;re talking like some shady Backstreets Fixer...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Vergilius looked up just as Heathcliff asked his question.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Further details...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... will be shared by our client, who graces us with her timely arrival.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 1</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="two">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 2</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> P Corp. WARP train platform
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">So she&#x27;s the one we were supposed to meet here at the station...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>My, my... what an honor this is, to meet the Red Gaze himself in the flesh.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Everyone, I am pleased to meet you all. I am Cesara, Head Manager of P Corp. Archival Department.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Archival Department? So you are... bookkeepers, then?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>In a manner of speaking, yes. It is a rather significant department within P Corp., regardless of how other Wings treat their own archivists.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If a bigwig like the Head Manager of such an important Department is here to see us herself, then... boy, I guess we really are putting our names out there.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Not an entirely incorrect assessment. I did hear some things about you and Limbus Company through the word of mouth.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What was it...? Ah, yes. A medium-sized enterprise with its employees gladly braving death to see a contract to its end. All just to obtain these... &#x27;Golden Boughs&#x27;.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s true, I guess, but...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Hey, she&#x27;s actually making us sound pretty impressive, huh...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>For-sooth! I, and my dearest compatriots, have vanquished countless evils through all kinds of hardships and deadly foes! Braved death, indeed.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The other Sinners were more confused than impressed by her description, but it was clear from Don Quixote&#x27;s practically twinkling eyes that she was immensely infatuated by it.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We did receive a brief of this contract.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A particularly stubborn Urban Nightmare case, which all kinds of Fixers have failed to rout despite their repeated attempts.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Correct.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I doubt it is customary for the Head Manager of an entire department to greet every no-name Fixer Office looking to make a name for themselves.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Correct again.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And seeing how you&#x27;ve gone to the lengths to privately deliver this particular contract to our hands...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... this isn&#x27;t a simple Urban Nightmare eradication contract, is it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I sense that your expectations of us extend beyond simply defeating it.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There must be a particular task you&#x27;re expecting us to &#x27;brave death&#x27; for, given your emphasis.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Hm. What an odd feeling. I wasn&#x27;t going to hide it from you anyway, but... it feels as though you&#x27;re reading me like an open book.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">We stared in dumbfounded silence as Vergilius effortlessly cut through the hoops to get to the core of the contract.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes. Your people were quite blunt about this when you contacted us first. That there&#x27;s this &#x27;Golden Bough&#x27; somewhere near our eradication target.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>My, I was so astonished when I picked up that call. Your people refused to answer our questions, refused to tell us what those &#x27;Golden Boughs&#x27; are, insisted that we let your people inside the zone to confirm the exact coordinates... I almost thought it was a prank call or something.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I believe we also made you an offer you couldn&#x27;t refuse.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Haah. I don&#x27;t know if it&#x27;s a particularly versatile agent or a very proactive intelligence department, but your company has some serious intel gathering capabilities.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Cesara let out a deep sigh and leaned against a wall, her shoulders slumping slightly.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So what exactly are we eradicating this time?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Given that we have hopeful Fixers queuing up to join the mission... what, is an escaped Abnormality wreaking havoc somewhere like last time? Or is it a Distortion, because if it is—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Cesara wordlessly stared at Ishmael as she began to rapid-fire her list of questions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, uh... ah, right. Forgot to explain. So Abnormalities and Distortions are the kind of &#x27;monsters&#x27; that may look similar at first glance—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... If only our problem was just another monster to deal with.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Something had caught my eye immediately after we arrived at this place.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;The missing persons flyers...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Countless flyers, each in search of a different person, were taped to the pillars inside the station.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Looks like people of P Corp. are randomly going missing in no discernible age or gender patterns.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Cesara, realizing that we were staring at the wall of missing person flyers, began.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>As you can see, the flyers are all old, faded, and tattered to the point where the papers are starting to peel off.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Which means that none of them have returned home safely.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So we&#x27;re not dealing with an entity, then...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... It is a phenomenon.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The land where the happiest smiles bloom.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The &#x27;amusement park&#x27; of fables and legends, La Manchaland.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La Manchaland...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>More than several dozen people have been reported missing. But the real number is likely much higher.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Most of the guests who visited La Manchaland, which mysteriously materialized two months ago at the Backstreets of P Corp... are still trapped within.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They have gone &#x27;missing&#x27;, thou sayest? Yet how can that be? &#x27;Tis against the nature of amusement parks to be so full of horror, not joy...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I simply did not have enough manpower under my authority to deal with this. It was designated an Urban Plague three days after its first appearance, and now it&#x27;s been escalated to an Urban Nightmare.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Curious. If it is a mere Urban Nightmare, not even a Star of the City, then shouldn&#x27;t P Corp. be able to easily handle this on its own?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mm... that&#x27;s the thing. The other departments aren&#x27;t really interested in this phenomenon, which means that the Martial Department won&#x27;t be sending their elite employees to handle this case.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wha— Yet wherefore? Wherefore doth P Corp. not deploy their elite forces to swiftly vanquish this risk to the lives of the innocent?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote was now completely and emotionally invested in this gripping tale of tragedy that our client was sharing.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Cesara seemed to be enjoying Don Quixote&#x27;s excessive, almost theatrical reaction.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Because the phenomenon only affects the Backstreets.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Imagine if it happened somewhere within the Nest; squadrons of elite agents from the Compression Department would&#x27;ve descended the moment it manifested.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s enough beating around the bush, Head Manager Cesara. What more are you hiding?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It would&#x27;ve been a walk in the park for someone of your status and station to requisition agents from a different department.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So, explain. Why did you really go through the trouble of hiring Limbus Company?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes, yes. My, you really are unrelenting.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Fine. I confess. The goal of our department...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... isn&#x27;t the eradication of La Manchaland.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;... Huh?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Now, you will soon be heading into La Manchaland with the other Fixers.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A piece of advice, if you will; do not let the other Fixers know that you are here to find the Golden Bough.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If they were to somehow find out that there is this mysterious artifact called the &#x27;Golden Bough&#x27; hidden somewhere within that zone...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... it could start attracting unwanted attention from Fixers who consider it a bounty separate from the eradication reward. No need to stir the pot, hm?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And I&#x27;m sure you are all savvy enough to know that it would be wise to keep quiet about the true objective of our department... if you know what I mean.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I hear you loud and clear. Let&#x27;s keep this hush-hush between P Corp. and Limbus Company, we both get what we want, and we can go our separate ways once this business is over. No fuss, no muss. Did I get that right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s a pretty good summary.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Who do you think we are? I can tell you right now that, when it comes to OPSEC—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... some of us might fall slightly behind.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It&#x27;s about time we got to the point. We&#x27;re only attracting more unwanted eyes by lingering here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... That&#x27;s true.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Here is your mission. Enter La Manchaland. Find the thing—or someone—that created La Manchaland, and bring it to me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Or someone...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;The thing—or someone&quot; is too insufficient a description. We do not even know if what we seek is made of organic or inorganic material.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So why do you need the... thing... person... who created La Manchaland? Shouldn&#x27;t eradicating it be enough?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Hah.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Cesara&#x27;s eyes twinkled for a brief moment as they lingered on Sinclair.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>D-did I say something wrong...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I don&#x27;t know. I suppose I was flabbergasted by your boldness of daring to ask a question like that.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Notice how I&#x27;m not asking you why you&#x27;re looking for the Golden Boughs?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ahh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, it&#x27;s not like a big secret or anything.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If you really do want to know, here it is. I just want whoever, or whatever it is behind this case to be held responsible for the damages they&#x27;ve caused.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mm, forsooth! A villain who hath committed such wicked atrocity deserveth a punishment most fitting!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And as a little bonus, I get to put some achievements under my belt to give my department a little push to rise above the others. I could use some promotion right about now, you know.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I suppose it doesn&#x27;t matter whether we accept your proposition or not. You must have already reached an agreement with the top brass of our company.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Right. But what if, after kickin&#x27; the phenomenon&#x27;s arse, we don&#x27;t bother bringin&#x27; in the bloke who made that bizarre amusement park?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What&#x27;ll you do then?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Heathcliff spoke crassly, but it was a reasonable question.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">After all, there was also a chance that we could *fail* to bring the culprit here, even if we wanted to.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, then I suppose we&#x27;ll start looking into what these &#x27;Golden Boughs&#x27; are, even if we won&#x27;t get our hands on them immediately.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hah. So you&#x27;ll start getting in our way if we don&#x27;t bring you what you want, is that it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It would be a rather unnecessary and cost-ineffective research investment, of course, but you just might force our hand if you don&#x27;t do as we requested.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Besides... While La Manchaland is only an Urban Nightmare at the moment, its threat level is rising exponentially. This means that more and more people in the City are beginning to catch wind of this case.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Numerous Fixers from all over the City are gathering here at this very moment to eradicate La Manchaland, to demonstrate my point.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So, you&#x27;re saying that we&#x27;re not your only option.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mhm, who doesn&#x27;t love fame and fortune? We could always get a truckload of willing participants if we wanted to.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, and maybe, just maybe, some Fixers among them may find themselves becoming particularly interested in these Golden Boughs. I swear, these precious artifacts must have a particular smell that attracts Fixers like bees to honey.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Got it. You want this mission taken care of before the phenomenon attracts too much attention.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, you&#x27;re cutting right through the fluff again!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Anyways, you got that right. Isn&#x27;t it so fortunate how we both seem to be under the impression that what each of us is looking for won&#x27;t be of much use to the other? For now, at least?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I suppose that is why you&#x27;re keeping the nature of those Golden Boughs discreet, and that is why we&#x27;re keeping it on the down low about what created La Manchaland.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Agreed. The more eyes observe an info, the less value it has. Like run-of-the-mill mass-produced products.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Haah... of course it&#x27;s all work talk. I got excited for a sec thinkin&#x27; we were about to get some nice souvenirs.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We have very high expectations for every single one of you.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>After all, you&#x27;re all willing to die for this, aren&#x27;t you?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;She keeps saying that...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">This is what every single one of our contracts has been like.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Our stability and safety go out the window the moment a mission begins in earnest.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">We share nothing but our cold goals and objectives, not exchanging anything deeper than the shallowest transactions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I&#x27;d grown to accept this as an inevitability, but...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... I do know that this is... probably not the right way.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>AHEM!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Amidst the dull and resigned eyes of the other Sinners, Don Quixote&#x27;s eyes alone burned with passionate fire.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thou mayest put thy faith in us, Head Manager Cesara!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I, Don Quixote, and my compatriots here at Limbus Company shall put an end to the terrible reign of this &#x27;La Manchaland&#x27;, and rescue every single victim it hath claimed!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And mark my words; we shall pinch this vile rascal who created La Manchaland by the collar and present them before thee! Prithee, smite them with the hammer of justice in everyone&#x27;s stead.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>My, my...! You certainly know how to inspire confidence. That&#x27;s more than I could say for the vast majority of Fixers I&#x27;ve known!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sniff... I, Don Quixote, shall battle valiantly and honorably; thus shall my name be forever etched in the halls of P Corp....!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote was bouncing up and down like she was prepared to stand at Cesara&#x27;s beck and call.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Please stop...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This woman certainly wasted no time figuring out how to turn her into putty in her hands...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It really ain&#x27;t that difficult to see how the lass works, to be fair...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, then! Shall we get a move on?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Let us depart! Lead the way, Lady Cesara!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, I&#x27;m sorry. Sadly, I can&#x27;t go there with you.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Please head to the location marked on this piece of paper.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yet wherefore?! A journey on thy lonesome shall be so dreary, no?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Isn&#x27;t it obvious? If we show up at the Fixers&#x27; gathering with the Head Manager of a whole department in tow, we&#x27;ll attract more eyes than superstars on a red carpet.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yep. I&#x27;m sure they&#x27;ll sniff out our connection to P Corp. at a glance...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yet... are not stars of... super variety a good goal to strive for?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Don Quixote... this might come as news to you, but sometimes words can mean more than one thing at a time...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Cesara</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Here&#x27;s a pass that&#x27;ll let you move freely between the Backstreets and the Nest of P Corp. Do note that it&#x27;s a work visa, however, so it won&#x27;t last forever.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hmm... If they can just hand out something so important this easily, I can&#x27;t imagine why her department won&#x27;t be able to handle it themselves...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Sinclair was still quietly suspicious, but that small doubt was practically buried in the brief commotion that followed as Sinners gathered in front of Cesara to receive their visa.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >The night approacheth with great haste;</span
+              >
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="three">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 3</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Cesara&#x27;s directions led us to an empty lot in the Backstreets.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... The hell is this now?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This ain&#x27;t like the tight alleyways of the Backstreets I know. What&#x27;s this huge empty lot doin&#x27; here?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Right? Weird, it&#x27;s rare to see this much real estate go unused in the Backstreets.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There are a bunch of banners hanging by the buildings for some reason, too.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Miss Faust and I will converse with the person in charge. The rest of you, assess the situation in the meantime.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Don&#x27;t start any troub...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Don&#x27;t start too much trouble until we return.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thou mayest place thy faith in us!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... He&#x27;s given up on the slim hope that we won&#x27;t be getting into any trouble without him.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, let&#x27;s see what we&#x27;re working with here...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The empty lot was surrounded by all kinds of warning signs and perimeter tapes, deterring anyone from haphazardly wandering inside...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... And when we reached out to grab the tapes to duck under them...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Dude, hey! Dude!!!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... a voice rang out, stopping us in our tracks.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah? ... I mean, what?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Alright, I&#x27;ll be nice since it doesn&#x27;t seem like you guys know what you just walked into. This place is off-limits, okay? Off-limits!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Fixers only, like me and the rest of the people gathered here, yeah? F-I-X-E-R-S. Civvies aren&#x27;t allowed on the operation grounds! Jeez, these P Corp. folks sure are sloppy with their perimeter job.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wait, why did you look at me when you said that? Why—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ooh, thou art concerned for our safety? No worries, good man! No worries!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Fixers we may not be, but the daring heart of justice that burns within thee is just as bright in our own! Forsooth, we are prepared to brave death to see it!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote confidently leaps over the warning tape and scampers into the empty lot.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>H-hey...! Do you have any idea what you&#x27;re walking into—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hark! We arrive here on a contract, just as you! The contract for the eradication of La Manchaland!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Crowd of Fixers</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I could practically hear everyone in the empty lot turning around to look at us.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The looks on their eyes could hardly be described as friendly; in fact, their alarm at our arrival was palpable.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">That&#x27;s when one of the Fixers, wielding a massive weapon, strode in our direction.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You&#x27;re here for the hunt? You twerps?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uh... uhm... Oh, oh man! Silly me, I forgot to do maintenance for my weapons. I don&#x27;t have time for this! I guess I&#x27;ll, uh, go take care of that now! Bye!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The obnoxious guy, who was clearly way in over his head, hurried away when the giant of a Fixer stomped his way into the conversation...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... and the other Fixers shook their heads as though they knew what was about to happen.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You&#x27;re clearly not Fixers from an Association, obviously not anyone from an Office of even passing renown...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How many more of these small-time freeloaders are we going to take on? Accept any more of them, and we&#x27;d end up having to split an Ahn of that reward money between us.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... We&#x27;re already gettin&#x27; these bloody tossers rearin&#x27; for a fight, eh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Emblems on their garbs patently say &quot;Fanghunt Office&quot;, yet... to hunt fangs has to mean...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You even seen one of &#x27;em in person before?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Prithee, seen what?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Bloodfiends.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Bloodfiends? Wait, we&#x27;re dealing with Bloodfiends in this contract?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We were not informed of any Bloodfiend involvement in this contract.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Would you look at that. Know-nothing amateurs, all of &#x27;em.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It makes my blood boil to watch idiots like you rushing to nab a contract just for the promise of some cash and fame. Not only do you get in the way of the hunt, but you also really spoil the fun out of this activity.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Say, what? What&#x27;s so wrong with keeping your eye on the money?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Rodya, I don&#x27;t think they&#x27;re here just for the contract reward...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, yes. This case seems to hold a special meaning to them. Fools driven by their creed are much more troublesome to deal with than simpletons motivated by money.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I refuse to take part in an operation alongside these idiots who don&#x27;t even know what it&#x27;s like to deal with Bloodfiends.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>S.T.F.U.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>As much as I would like to avoid entertaining you amateurs, I&#x27;ll admit that curiosity has gotten the better of me. What did she just say to me?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Shut the fuck up, you arrogant son of—!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... It was &quot;Shut that flaphole, ugly&quot;.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Looks like you let a bit of your personal feelings bleed into that interpretation~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But yours wasn&#x27;t half bad. Heh.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A-anyways! This isn&#x27;t our first Bloodfiend contract, you know? It may not be much, but we&#x27;ve dealt with them before! W-we don&#x27;t deserve to get talked down to by you like that! Not one of us!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... At least when it comes to fighting...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Great comeback, but I&#x27;m docking a few points for that hesitation there...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So this ain&#x27;t your first rodeo, eh? Then show me what you&#x27;ve got. Let&#x27;s see if you&#x27;re all talk or if you&#x27;re &#x27;real hunters&#x27; ready for the real deal.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wha— Haah... Mate, are we really doin&#x27; this? Here? Before we even set foot in there? I&#x27;m tellin&#x27; you, we&#x27;ve got permits and everything!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Don&#x27;t be a baby. I&#x27;ll hurt you just enough to send you home crying. Will a broken arm and a leg convince you?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You&#x27;ll thank us on your train home. I&#x27;d say an arm and a leg are much more acceptable losses than getting your blood brutally drained by a Bloodfiend.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >Yet thou shalt hew open a path, cleaving the shadows in
+                twain,</span
+              >
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="four">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 4</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Your... transformations... I must say, I haven&#x27;t seen anything like it before.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That enough demonstration for you, you twit?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Fine. I&#x27;ll admit, you&#x27;ve got some skill.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ooh, they&#x27;re not half bad! We always welcome cooperation with fellow Fixers who can carry their own weight.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey, I recognize you. I saw you guys busily chatting away back at the WARP train platform. My name&#x27;s Romero, by the way.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You just sat there and watched as your men were out here fighting?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, but the fight was already underway when I got here. And I doubt I would&#x27;ve been able to talk them out of it. Besides, I had a feeling that you guys could hold your own against my men.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So please allow me to ask for your understanding. They&#x27;re not bad people; they&#x27;re just on edge. Anyone would be after what they&#x27;ve gone through in their struggles against the Bloodfiends.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You have my understanding. Hunting entities such as those who lie beyond the ken must plant seeds of doubt in many a heart of men.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Right. And I do agree with them, at least partially. The bar set by P Corp. and the Hana Association for Fixers participating in this contract is... shockingly low and indiscriminate.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If it were up to me, I would&#x27;ve set a more strict set of conditions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">His friendly smile faltered slightly as he gestured around the empty lot.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Look around, over there by the command tent. Just one look at who we&#x27;re working with, and I&#x27;m sure it&#x27;ll become plenty clear that they don&#x27;t know what they&#x27;re walking into. They should&#x27;ve hired only the professionals to take on this contract.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Around the command tent...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">We all simultaneously turned to look at the large, noisy tent.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wow. Chat, is this for real? There was a huge brawl by the entrance! It&#x27;s real amateur hour out here, guys. Can you believe that I gotta stand shoulder-to-shoulder with these idiots for the contract...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What... the hell is he doing?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">In the distance, we saw some guy running his mouth and striking several exaggerated, dramatic poses at a tiny device—most likely a camera of sorts.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... I... no, we have all had experience with someone like him in the past.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;That guy reminds me of a certain someone...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... He&#x27;s taking pics like that guy, Siegfried.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">He ran around for a while, visiting every corner of the empty lot, trying to get every detail in the frame...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... and suddenly started striding toward us in an annoyed gait.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">              </td>
-              <td>Hello, yes, you guys over there!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>H-hast thou called upon us?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">              </td>
-              <td>Do you mind loitering around somewhere else? Shoo, you&#x27;re getting in the way of my viewers, guys.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But... you&#x27;re literally in our way. Guy.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">He whipped his attention back to the camera as though he was pretending not to hear what Ishmael said, or as if he decided that her words weren&#x27;t worth entertaining.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">              </td>
-              <td>Oh, you wanna know where I am? Hold onto your seats, guys. I&#x27;m at the Backstreets of District 16. Yep, where P Corp. is!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">              </td>
-              <td>Oh yeah. Remember the P Corp. 150 Vintage Semi-permanent Canned Ice Cream unboxing &amp; review livestream? Yep, the very same. Unfortunately, I&#x27;m not here to eat ice cream today.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So I&#x27;ve been meaning to ask... who&#x27;s that fella even talking to? The heck&#x27;s he doing?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I think he&#x27;s talking to his &#x27;viewers&#x27; who are watching his show...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It appears that he is the host of a certain show. It has been reported that, in certain parts of the City, a new culture of &quot;livestreaming&quot; via those cameras has been on the rise.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What a rude piece of work. Don&#x27;t let him get ya down, kiddo~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What... what a...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>H-huh...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sob... what a glorious day it is...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Behold! This man is Sir Camille of Cinq Association West, his name honored as one of the &#x27;Top Ten Up-and-coming New Generation Fixers&#x27; featured in the October issue of &#x27;Fixers Monthly&#x27;, one of the big three Fixer Magazines of the City!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I know we say this every single time, but most people don&#x27;t know what— Haah, nevermind.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How?! Have ye not hearken&#x27;d when I shared this news of grave significance aboard the bus?! Hath none of you heeded mine words!?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Are you mad? Why would I listen to you when I can nap instead?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Such haranguing over a winding path... is oft a cause for sickness on the road, Miss Don Quixote.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The grumbling Sinners clearly existed outside Don Quixote&#x27;s world; she was breathing very heavily, a look of admiration clear on her face.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Heeugh... I for one did not imagine even in mine wildest dreams that I should be shaking hands with Sir Camille in person...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Of course, no one &#x27;shook hands&#x27; or exchanged the simplest pleasantries with Camille just yet.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >With the blessings and approval of thy family of which there is
+                no equal,</span
+              >
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="five">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 5</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">              </td>
-              <td>So embarrassing... Do you really have to clown around with that thing while on a mission?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wow! Hey chat, look! Allow me to introduce you all to Paula from the Zwei Association. She&#x27;ll be my sidekick in this mission.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Listen, I&#x27;m not your sidekick—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>As you can probably tell from her outfit, she&#x27;s a Fixer from the west, just like myself.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The Association sometimes sticks me with sidekicks like her against my will for some contracts. A joint operation, you know? Hm? Oh yeah, totally. I know I really shine when I work alone~ But what can I do? Gotta do what the higher-ups tell me to do. You get it, right~?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, why don&#x27;t you say hello to my dear fans anyway, Miss Paula?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oooh...! A collaboration of the Cinq and the Zwei, two formidable forces together as one...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I think she&#x27;s tearing up...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What... great... glorious... grand... blood-pumping feeling this is...! My heart pounds madly, as though its explosion nigh...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The great figures I had previously seen only through recordings, through books, through figurines... are here before me in the flesh...! Conversing, ambling, right before mine eyes...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Do you know most of the Fixers here then, Don Quixote?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If a Fixer hath been featured in one of the magazines I am subscribed to, then verily! Heh heh heh.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Right. If that&#x27;s the case... and if everyone here really are all Fixers...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... then she probably knows who that person is too, right? That person who&#x27;s been staring daggers at us this whole time.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Then... who are they over there? That group of Fixers who&#x27;s been staring at us for a while.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, allow me to observe!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hath our reputation already preceded us?! To be recognized by mere sight... Muahaha, &#x27;tis a joyous conundrum, indeed! Eheh, &#x27;tis precisely why I had said that I must graciously bow out from that special feature on the front page of a newspaper!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Umm...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uhmmm...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hmm...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, I may have a few gaps in my knowledge. &#x27;Tis probable that they are from a small, upstart Office that hath only recently registered itself. But &#x27;tis clear from the fashion in which they are garbed that they hail from the east...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What a relief.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Conveniently, I recognize who they are.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hoyday?!?! Thou recognizest a Fixer whom I do not? For truth?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote stares at Hong Lu in utter disbelief.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Meursault. C&#x27;mon, man. Don&#x27;t look back at them.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We have been looking at each other for a while. There is no reason for me to avert my eyes.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>My man, that&#x27;s what most people call a staring contest, and it&#x27;s rude. So let&#x27;s just—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uhh, they&#x27;re all walking toward us. S-should we wave at them or something?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Crap. Then, uh... yeah, let&#x27;s stare right back at them again. Let&#x27;s at least not come off like we&#x27;re scared of &#x27;em. Yeah. Confidence.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;You know they&#x27;re within hearing distance, right...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yep, they&#x27;re right in front of us...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Bloody hell, don&#x27;t look away, lad! Eyeball &#x27;em right back, we don&#x27;t wanna get caught unawares if we&#x27;re about to get into fisticuffs. Oi, lass! Have you got business with us or what?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Huh? What&#x27;s with that grin on your face?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ha ha, I didn&#x27;t know I&#x27;d be introducing her to everyone so soon...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Please say hello...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... to my little sister, Jia Xichun.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Little sister?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Little sister?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I almost didn&#x27;t recognize you. Last I remember, you were only up to my knees in height.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s because I was a child the last time you saw me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And here I was, wondering what kind of impressive shenanigans you were preparing for since you left home...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This is it? Is this all you&#x27;ve managed to build of your own faction?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ha ha, they&#x27;re not my &#x27;faction&#x27;, Xichun. Come on, let me introduce you to them. I&#x27;ll start here: this is Mr. Gregor. Say hello~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Y-yo...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Pfft, don&#x27;t be shy! My name&#x27;s Ro—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Forget it. I don&#x27;t have time for this.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Jia Xichun gave us a side-eye before dismissively cutting us off.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Welp...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Okay. Oh! Hey, you&#x27;ve not only grown in height, Xichun...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I see that your circle of friends has been growing too, just like mine. Are they new?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">To call them &#x27;friends&#x27; was a very optimistic assessment on Hong Lu&#x27;s part.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Because...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The people who accompanied Jia Xichun were all threateningly sizing us up like they were getting ready for a fight.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You don&#x27;t really think they&#x27;re my &#x27;friends&#x27;, do you?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I&#x27;m still far behind my older siblings, anyway.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Mhm, I see.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Do you know that some of us are still out here, looking for you?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I do. Oh, that reminds me... I ran into Jia Huan earlier and had a quick chat with him.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Huh, and you&#x27;re still in one piece after a run-in with that asshole? Still lucky as always, huh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I think back to the time we first met this... Jia Huan.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">His venomous words. That contemptuous look he gave us as we lay there dying. It seems that moment was embellished into a pleasant &#x27;quick chat&#x27; in Hong Lu&#x27;s memory.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Either that, or that interaction was what counts as a &#x27;quick chat&#x27; for Hong Lu.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Xichun, I overheard that this is a pretty dangerous place. People have been going missing around here. Why don&#x27;t you and your friends go find somewhere safe to take refuge in?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ha ha ha... I still can&#x27;t tell if you&#x27;re trying to be funny, or if you&#x27;re genuinely worried for me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Listen, my naive brother. I got here first, okay? Earlier than you and your &#x27;faction&#x27;... I mean, your second-rate minions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Is this making sense to you? I&#x27;m here to take part in the eradication of La Manchaland. I&#x27;m pretty sure I have better intel on this place than you do.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You are...? But why would you take part in something like this? It&#x27;s not like you need the reward money, right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, you don&#x27;t say. And I doubt you&#x27;re in it for some pocket money, either.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Pocket money, huh... Sure, whatever. &#x27;Pocket money&#x27;...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, then is it... Ah, nevermind. I don&#x27;t think you or Mister Wei are going to answer that question anyway.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Hong Lu&#x27;s eyes momentarily diverted from his younger sister to her posse.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">There stood a long-haired man, who looked toward Jia Xichun as though he was asking for her permission, then...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... walked toward us and bowed deeply and politely toward Hong Lu.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Wei</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... It has been a while, young master.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wow~ It&#x27;s been so long, Mister Wei! Still escorting Xichun, I see?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Wei</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes, I am still in her service, despite my shortcomings.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm... I&#x27;m worried that it might be too dangerous in there...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Aha! Why don&#x27;t you tag along with us, Xichun? Let&#x27;s do this together.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Wei</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Young master... I see that you are still yourself.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Forget that. Why don&#x27;t you mind your own business, and we go our separate ways?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I can see that you and your friends have some real talent for attracting attention... but I prefer to keep things discreet.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And I&#x27;d prefer it if you didn&#x27;t embarrass me in there by talking to me or something.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Okay. If that&#x27;s... what you want, Xichun.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I thought you&#x27;d have gotten better after all this time, brother. At least better than you were the last time we met.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I see. I suppose I haven&#x27;t improved at all in your eyes.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You should consider yourself lucky that it&#x27;s me who you ran into. If it was one of our other older siblings, your pretty head would already be rolling in the dirt.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mmhm, thank you. I appreciate that.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Jia Xichun scowled and opened her lips as though she was about to shoot something back... but she thought better of it, turned around, and left with her posse.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well... They say it&#x27;s rarer to see a happy family than it is to see an unhappy one.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Don&#x27;t look at me. I never considered that dog my family.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>N-no. Bud, that&#x27;s not what I—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What are you looking at? Do you expect me to back you up or something?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, man...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Just like old times.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Huh, so she was always that spiteful?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Spiteful? No, no. Xichun has always been, and still is, my most amicable sibling.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mmm... I must ask, for I have cause to believe that I may have misheard. &#x27;Still is&#x27;, was it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hmmh... That was...? Mmm.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Yi Sang&#x27;s expression grew into a complicated mess of emotions as he looked to the ground, unable to speak further.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uh... looks like they&#x27;re holding some kind of meeting in there.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We should probably join them.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I looked to where Sinclair was pointing at, and saw a line of Fixers walking into what appeared to be a makeshift command tent.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;... Yeah, we should.&gt;</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >Challenge and vanquish all things perilous,</span
+              >
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="six">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 6</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Makeshift Command Tent
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Hm? Who are those people accompanying Vergilius and Charon?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Damn, not even a wave back, huh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">No, this wasn&#x27;t about Vergilius...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hoooagh... Hooah...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote, who stood next to me, was very gradually starting to hyperventilate.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;You... you okay, Don Quixote?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The gradual acceleration of her breathing patterns was first observed ten minutes ago. I did not report it, as it posed no real risk to her health and well-being.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I know a good way of dealing with a case of hyperventilation.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Ryōshū regarded at me with a look that clearly and concisely communicated that she wanted to choke out Don Quixote. I tried my best to look away.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>HA... HAA...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>HAAA... HA... HAAAGGHHHHH...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Haah....</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Ishmael sighed and stepped forward, sensing that Ryōshū was about to do something we would rather not have her do.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sigh, I can tell you what&#x27;s going on. That Fixer&#x27;s from the Hana Association.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Uhh, the &#x27;Hana Association&#x27; is the one that&#x27;s overseeing all Fixer Association activities, right?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I guess all the times Don Quixote went on impromptu Fixer-related lectures weren&#x27;t all for naught.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I never paid much attention to it, but once you hear something enough times... those lectures just have a way of lodging themselves into your brain.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A Fixer from the Hana Association...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">That name alone clearly carried a lot of weight among other Fixers. As the Hana Association Fixer, dressed in pure white, walked into the room, they all slowly turned around to gaze upon her.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">And...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The Red Gaze, too...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Holy crap, a Color Fixer? Here...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey... looks like we&#x27;ve got another superstar here...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Vergilius, who we&#x27;d somehow grown used to seeing after such a long period of traveling together, was commanding the attention of everyone in the room merely by his presence.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">That reminds me. I heard that Don Quixote was overwhelmed by sheer excitement when she saw Vergilius on the bus. I&#x27;m pretty sure she was on the verge of passing out from the sheer joy of getting to work next to a Color Fixer.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I guess this was to be expected. Vergilius is one of the very few Fixers who has the honor of getting bestowed with the title of a Color.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Chat, are you seeing this? Crazy, right? Look, that&#x27;s none other than the Color Fixer Red Gaze himself, in the flesh. This is no mere backwaters, Backstreets operation we&#x27;re talking about.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Remember my pregame stream? I told you guys that this had to be more than an Urban Nightmare! Oh, you&#x27;re worried about me? Guys. Listen. All I need is your support to...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Tsk, tsk... youngsters these days...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Between Camille&#x27;s nonstop jabbering and Outis&#x27; tongue clicking in even, 3-second intervals, I wasn&#x27;t sure which one of the two was more annoying.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Thankfully, we weren&#x27;t the only ones getting increasingly tired of Camille&#x27;s antics.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>From this point onward, any recording activity, save for official work-related recordings with prior authorization from the Hana Association, will no longer be permitted.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Should you be caught in violation of this decree, the Fixer Association will be levying penalty points to your name. And we who are gathered here must be well aware of the consequences of accumulating too many penalty points. Fixer License suspension, grade demotion...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, chat... seems like it&#x27;s the curtain call for tonight&#x27;s show. I&#x27;ll give them a valorous, noble fight, and I&#x27;ll see you guys next time. Oh, and don&#x27;t forget about casting your votes for the &#x27;Fixer I want to have dinner with&#x27; contest. It closes at midnight!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The Hana Fixer&#x27;s cold declaration fell upon Camille and the Fixers inside the command tent like a heavy layer of snow. They all begin hurriedly fidgeting with their devices, trying to put them back in their respective cases and bags.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">With that, the commotion inside the tent rapidly simmered down.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Serves them right.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">              </td>
-              <td>You there. That woman with... an apparently dislocated jaw... appears to be a part of your group. Is she alright?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The Fixer from the Hana Association asks in our direction, glancing at Don Quixote.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Don&#x27;t mind her. It&#x27;s easier that way.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Soon, a P Corp. employee walked out in front of the Fixers.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">              </td>
-              <td>Right. Round four against La Manchaland, huh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">              </td>
-              <td>I am very glad to be here. Happy to see you all.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">For someone who&#x27;s very happy to see us... he didn&#x27;t so much as glance up in our direction.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I am a Class 3 Documentation Staff Manager at P Corp. Archival Department. My name is Alessio.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And she is...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Han-ul.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So... Head Manager Cesara isn&#x27;t here to brief us herself.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Not willing to dirty her boots by coming all the way out here, I see.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Right, then. Let&#x27;s get on with the briefing, shall we?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">As we were all standing here and sharing our predictions, the employee, who introduced himself as Alessio, started loading up various images on the monitor.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yaaaaawn... Mate, do we really gotta go through all this bureaucracy?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>T-the briefing is yet to even commence, however...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Heathcliff lets out a loud, exaggerated yawn. The reproachful glares of other Fixers were so palpable that I could almost feel them prickling at my skin...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Can we pretend we don&#x27;t know him...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Huh, it makes me feel like I&#x27;m something of a Fixer myself, sitting here with all these people...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Heh. Executive Manager, I have been a leader of numerous operations that would dwarf this little skirmish—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Numerous...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I wanted to hear more about her story, but the mission briefing was actually getting started; I decided to table my curiosity until later.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La Manchaland, which will manifest here within the next three hours, is an officially-recognized Urban Nightmare class phenomenon. Dozens of Fixers have attempted and failed to take it down.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... We will now hold a moment of silence for its victims.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote immediately cast her gaze downward with a graven expression, but... I could count with my ten fingers the number of people who seemed to be taking it even remotely seriously.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Some Fixers muttered amongst themselves that the victims were just fools who were in over their heads.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Even I, with my endless naïveté, could tell that none of the Fixers really considered them &#x27;victims&#x27;.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">A light buzz of murmurs and idle chatter fills the silence, a look of boredom clear on the Fixers&#x27; face as though they&#x27;ve heard it all before.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Now, if I may direct your attention to this screen.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Several low-resolution images began to load on the display.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It is speculated that the origin of La Manchaland dates back two-hundred years in the past, by a conservative estimation.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This has been determined based on photographic evidence, and the level of decay of the buildings and materials retrieved and analyzed from the phenomenon.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>However, La Manchaland was largely unknown and invisible to the public until two months ago. And the raw material that makes up this &#x27;amusement park&#x27; is—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Tsk, we know all this already. Just get on with it.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, mm... P Corp. has the responsibility to share sufficient information to all participants of this mission.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And like I said, we all have more than sufficient information, got that?! Let&#x27;s stop wasting time and—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You seem to be under a rather severe misconception.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Of course, I&#x27;m sure some of my present company are consummate professionals with the skill and grit most people wouldn&#x27;t dare scoff at.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Heh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Heh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But the truth is, most of you are... fodder. Common as muck, painfully average, garden variety, bargain bin Fixers who are most likely going to meet their dirt-filled miserable ends while stuck on Urban Nightmare duty their whole careers. That&#x27;s all you&#x27;ll ever be.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Most of you will fall by the wayside before this path leads to you anywhere of even passing significance, let alone joining the ranks of Grade 1 Fixers like myself.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Some, maybe one or two of you, may make it to Grade 1, sure. But I can guarantee that you won&#x27;t even dare dream of getting anywhere near The Red Gaze&#x27;s greatness.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, maybe your best will be the honor of dying next to him. Feeling the disparity between yourselves and those who are at the top of the City.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The grin on the Fixers&#x27; faces quickly faded away as the boisterous Fixer fell dead silent.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Blimey. So that Hana Fixer is... almost right up there with the guide, eh? Or at least somewhere right beneath his level?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Aha, yet the Red Gaze shan&#x27;t be outdone by a mere Grade 1 Fixer!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So, know your places and pay attention to the briefing.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thank you for your cooperation. Now, let&#x27;s see...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The reason for La Manchaland&#x27;s sudden appearance here is yet to be explained.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Though its influence is still confined to the Backstreets, the uniqueness of La Manchaland poses a tangible threat to P Corp. merely by its existence.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, totally, dude. The local housing market hit rock bottom and continued to crash, didn&#x27;t it~?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The Fixer from earlier, the one who tried to stop us from entering the scene before scuttling away, slowly sidled up to us and began chatting us up.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Most of us ignored him, but Hong Lu responds to him in a kindly voice.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, is that right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah. It was insane when that thing showed up here for the first time.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It appeared in the middle of a dense population center. It was like two hells in one. All that screaming, all that blood and...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Two hells in one, hm? What a beautiful phrasing.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, P Corp. buildings are well-known for their elasticity, so while they all got bent along the newly manifested phenomenon, they didn&#x27;t like, crumble or anything.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Anyways... when La Manchaland suddenly appeared there, pulsing and pushing away all the buildings that used to be there, people got crushed and a bunch of buildings got bent.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There were really a lot of survivors for something so devastating. All thanks to P Corp.&#x27;s Singularity, which kept the people inside the buildings safe.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They set up a three-kilometer radius buffer zone to limit any construction in the Area where it manifests, but~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Just three kilometers?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Buildings utilizing P Corp.&#x27;s Singularity have a very high level of elasticity, meaning that buildings made using their technology are very unlikely to collapse or fall apart in response to shock. It is probable that they have decided that it would be safe enough to let the periphery of La Manchaland slightly overlap with the residential zone.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, you know what they say. P Corp. can make a safe home anywhere.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So imagine the shock when all that disaster happened. Their only claim to fame crumbled, the faith in their technology growing shaky... no wonder the real estate market crashed through rock bottom around here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I mean, it was so bad that the locals banded together and stormed La Manchaland. Pickets and all.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;So that&#x27;s what those banners were about, huh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>As you can all see, La Manchaland presents itself as an extravagantly decorated amusement park.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>One of the most commonly heard testimonies from the reports state that there is an eight-kilometer range radius from the epicenter in which people have been hearing a disembodied music of sorts. Several curious civilians, drawn by the music, approached it. Most of them are yet to return.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Is it possible that the &#x27;music&#x27; holds hypnogenic qualities?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, that is indeed a possibility we won&#x27;t be ruling out. Too many visitors have ignored the obvious warning signs and perimeter tapes to call it a coincidence. Possibly erring on the side of caution, we and the relevant individuals will be equipping ourselves with earplugs.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What must we do once this &#x27;La Manchaland&#x27; materializes?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Once you enter its perimeters, you will have to ready yourselves for imminent combat.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There aren&#x27;t any kindly pierrots giving away balloons, no amusement park employees popping popcorns, no staff members greeting you with a welcoming song.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Only Bloodfiends.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Huh? Bloodfiends...? They&#x27;re real?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Haven&#x27;t you heard about the Blood-red Night, that infamous Star of the City? Some people say that the Blood-red Night was actually a really powerful Bloodfiend.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, and people say a lot of stuff. You know how rumors spread in the City. I bet it wasn&#x27;t anything too crazy once you got down to it.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Hah, rumors? You&#x27;ll never know how resilient, how devastatingly powerful and stubborn the Blood-red Night was. You ignoramuses do not have the right to talk about that thing so lightly.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes, the only things you&#x27;ll find in there...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... are Bloodbags and the Bloodfiends that turned them, sharpening their fangs to fill their ravenous hunger with your blood.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, here&#x27;s a detail I was going to share earlier before I was cut off. The raw material that makes up every structure within La Manchaland... is human blood. Human blood dating back over two-hundred years in the past.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Bloodfiends can make amusement parks out of blood?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, now I&#x27;m looking forward to this. If it&#x27;s only Bloodfiends we&#x27;ll find in there, I&#x27;m sure they&#x27;ll waste no time making mincemeat out of the greenhorns.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Is that how all Fixers talk? The way that guy&#x27;s talking about Bloodfiends reminds me a lot of how Ishy used to talk about the Great Lake...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Hey, you can&#x27;t blame us for being on edge all the time when the smallest mistake could cost us our lives. Not to mention how irritating it is when others, who don&#x27;t even understand the dangers, are dozing off like there&#x27;s no tomorrow...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uhnn. Didn&#x27;t doze. Thanks to some sod who&#x27;s been constantly stepping on my foot...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Mm. Mm... What a nice weather today, huh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">It was Sinclair who was stepping on his foot, at the rather forcible behest of Ishmael, but I held my silence. The last thing I wanted was to have the two of them bickering again...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Anyway. If you manage to survive for six hours within La Manchaland, the music announcing the closure of the park will start playing. We were able to cross-reference this fact from testimonies of every Fixer and civilian who managed to make it out alive.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Once the exit song starts playing, you will have thirty minutes to exit La Manchaland. Should you fail to do so... you&#x27;ll be trapped inside La Manchaland until it manifests here again. Effectively putting you in an endless battle against the Bloodfiends.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If anyone even survives that long...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There also were eyewitness reports where some Fixers identified missing people aboard certain amusement park rides, but that&#x27;s not an important detail for those who are present.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Based on testimonies and reports from the survivors, we have been able to establish a map of La Manchaland, comprised of four separate &#x27;Areas&#x27;.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No one has yet to make it to the final Area, which is located here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>However, we were able to identify that a certain device in each Area... Area 1, 2, and 3 respectively, had to be activated first in order to unlock the final Area.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The devices within Area 1 and 2 have been activated in the past, but no one has managed to activate the one in Area 3 just yet.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Understood. I suppose we should beeline it to Area 3 to save some time, then?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No. It appears that the devices reset when La Manchaland disappears.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>In other words, we will have to divide and conquer. Team up with other Fixers, choose an Area to tackle.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, I see. Split up, activate our respective devices, and rendezvous at the final Area.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... assuming that every team successfully activates the device they&#x27;re responsible for.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Correct. We suspect that the key to solving the La Manchaland problem lies within its final Area.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Pfft...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Is there something you&#x27;d like to share?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Isn&#x27;t it funny? That we have to go activate some kind of device in each section of La Manchaland to unlock the final Area...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It&#x27;s kind of like a game, isn&#x27;t it? Like they&#x27;re giving those who dare to challenge the might of La Manchaland stages to beat, conditions to fulfill.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How should we know what the Bloodfiends are thinking? Those monsters are born twisted.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hana, we have something we&#x27;d like to confirm.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The Zwei Association is here to rescue our client, not for the eradication reward.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mm~ Don&#x27;t you mean the Zwei and the Cinq? Don&#x27;t leave me out~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Therefore, the Zwei and the Cinq have no reason to enter the three Areas to activate those devices.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I suppose you could take over from here for the sake of accuracy.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, sure.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Right. I&#x27;m sure you all have your own reasons for being here, yes?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Therefore, we at P Corp. set up an eradication dividend fund, which means that we will be giving out the reward money based on how much you have contributed to the eradication of La Manchaland.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Assuming a successful outcome, that is.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If your goal isn&#x27;t the eradication of La Manchaland, then feel free to roam on your own to fulfill your respective contracts. As long as you acknowledge that you won&#x27;t be receiving any payout from that fund upon the successful completion of this expedition, you are free to do as you will.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>However, we would also like to request that you submit a copy of that contract so that we are aware of its details.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Understood. I will hand it over as soon as this meeting adjourns.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Speaking of which, I&#x27;d like to take this opportunity to declare something. If you... and I mean if any of you intend to ride our coattails to pilfer more of that reward than you deserve... I&#x27;ll hunt you down, too. Got that?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ladies and gents, I can attest that he isn&#x27;t one for empty threats. Can&#x27;t promise I&#x27;ll be able to stop him, hmm?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>He sure is intense...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I understand that a lot of money hinges on this contract. However, remember that our primary objective remains to minimize casualties and to prevent further disappearances. Leave some of that selfishness behind and cooperate for the greater good.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Fine, I&#x27;ll cooperate. If that&#x27;s even possible.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The Hana Fixer did not contradict him.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">She was the kind of person who wouldn&#x27;t hesitate to put her foot down... she could&#x27;ve easily forced us into cooperating. But it seemed that she wouldn&#x27;t keep us from infighting, if it did come to that.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Don Quixote was the only one passionately nodding along to her advice.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So, who&#x27;s going with who? And to which Area?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Xichun, Hong Lu&#x27;s little sister who&#x27;d been listening quietly to the briefing, raised her hand with a question.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You will be assigned to teams and Areas based on our internal data analyses of your individual capabilities, potential, and alignment.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So we should probably avoid overcrowding, huh.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Such as saddling us a group of dozen or so people, for example...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... We intend to avoid bottlenecking too many people in the same Area.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>She&#x27;s not hiding her disdain at all, huh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>W-well, i-it&#x27;s not like we wanted her to tag along...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If there are no further questions, I will be assigning you all to teams and Area pairs—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>HOOOOLD!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Every single Fixer in the room whipped around to look at Don Quixote at her bellowing roar. Perhaps it was the sheer fervor in her voice... or perhaps, they were simply annoyed by her asking that &#x27;one last question&#x27; when the boring briefing was almost over.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh please... don&#x27;t tell me this is actually happening.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ooh. Oi, that actually woke me up this time.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No, no. This might be the best time to go back to sleep, bud.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Would&#x27;ve resulted in a summary execution back in the day...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Okay... And the question is...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hark, it appeareth that the information of the greatest import is missing from thy briefing.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It... is...? Um, a moment, please.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Alessio began flipping through the briefing, flustered.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>When shall the rescue operation for the victims of this terrible amusement park commence?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I believe that an operation of such a grand scale may be difficult to accomplish only with the help of Sirs and Ladies from the Zwei and the Cinq Association.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uhh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey, is that like, a character you&#x27;re playing or something?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s not mainstream at all, I like it. Though I gotta say, playing a character&#x27;s a bit old-fashioned. At least I know that my viewers won&#x27;t enjoy something like that.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It appears that there has been some misunderstanding. Our contract has nothing to do with rescuing the visitors, let alone all of them. Our contract is a search-and-rescue operation for a specific visitor requested to us by our client.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Then...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... whoever shall make up the rescue party for the rest of its victims?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hah, is she for real?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Where&#x27;d these idiots come from?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Dude, lemme see.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Unless you have been specifically contracted to rescue someone, I recommend that you peruse the missing persons&#x27; flyers for the rewards.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yet... it is not the promise of rewards that I desire.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So many valiant Fixers are gathered here, yet not one taketh up the role of a rescuer? Prithee, Fixer of the Zwei. Art thou not one of the Zwei, one of those who call themselves &quot;Your Shield&quot;—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, they&#x27;re shields all right. The iron shield of whoever enters an official contractual agreement with them.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Fie, yet a Fixer mustn&#x27;t wager their own life on shallow promise of capital! Pray tell, when did the Fixers of Associations abandon honor for greed?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Oh, jeez. Okay, that&#x27;s enough playing around. Do you even have any idea who you&#x27;re talking to—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I am very well aware, young Camille of Cinq Association, Section 3. Frequent feature of the Fixers Monthly magazine. Currently #7 in the &#x27;Fixers I want to have dinner with&#x27; contest.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>H-huh, so you know your... wait, I&#x27;m only #7?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, that&#x27;s not important right now. If you&#x27;re so knowledgeable about the Fixers, then I&#x27;m sure you know this as well.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That I, as a Fixer of the Cinq Association, am not one to waste breath on mere words. When we want to settle something or make a statement, we duel. An official duel to the death.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Then...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wilt thou heed mine words should I best thee in a duel?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Should I best thee in a duel...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... wilt thou swear on thine honor that thou shalt assist us in our rescue mission... for those who have gone missing?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wait. Are you seriously challenging me to a...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;No...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I, Don Quixote, perforce, shall not so lightly forsake my creed! I hereby challenge thee to a duel!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Things were quickly starting to spiral out of control.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Almost panicking, I glanced toward Vergilius...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... but I couldn&#x27;t read his expression. He was simply staring at us in that inscrutable silence.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Silence that almost felt like... warmth...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Somehow, I found myself getting more intimidated by this than outright anger.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Okay, then. I&#x27;ll end the briefing here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It can be determined from prior experience that it will be impossible to stop the presently developing situation.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Pupils, dilated. Brows, furrowed at a steep angle. Clear refusal to heed any external input. Our attempts to coax her will not be met with any meaningful response.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;So she&#x27;s lost it...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I neglected to mention this earlier at the empty lot, Dante, on account of the lack of prying eyes...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I recommend against turning your clock when the eyes of every Fixer participating in this case are watching us intently. Especially for a duel in which there is very little benefit to be gained.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This includes summoning Identities from different worlds or the use of E.G.O.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;W-well, yeah. But... it&#x27;s not like we won&#x27;t be using them once we get inside, right? I don&#x27;t see what&#x27;s wrong with—&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Just as I was trying to convince Faust otherwise, Don Quixote stepped in and resolutely shook her head.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Nay, worry not. &#x27;Tis an unnecessary crutch.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Wha... seriously?!&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A duel against a member of the Cinq Association must be fair and just! Never did I intend to borrow thy strength, Manager Esquire, for this hallowed battle of mine!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Fine.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sucks that I don&#x27;t have my fans here to watch me wipe the floor with you... But I&#x27;m sure someone here will spread the story by word of mouth.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I won&#x27;t throw my gauntlet out of pity. En garde, petit nouveau!</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >And at last—reach true happiness;</span
+              >
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="seven">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 7</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... &#x27;Tis but a light wound... Thou art sorely mistaken... if thou truly believest that such meager wound could...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">That was definitely more than just a &#x27;light wound&#x27;. It was outright crippling, if not fatal.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Camille wasn&#x27;t all talk, after all. He moved at an impressive speed and precision, living up to his boasts.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I couldn&#x27;t bear to look at Don Quixote squirm in pain, but... turning the clock here would leave an even greater wound in her heart.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&#x27;Tis... not the end...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Tsk, what a waste of my blade. I&#x27;d rather not have others hear of this duel; they&#x27;ll think I&#x27;m bullying some poor amateur.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s enough, Camille. It&#x27;s no crime to wish for the safety of all victims.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, but her attitude needs correction. Spouting nonsense like that, not knowing who she&#x27;s talking to...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Fixer this, honor that, justice and... Doesn&#x27;t she know that&#x27;s all just... Ha!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s enough shenanigans. Let&#x27;s not all waste our strengths before even stepping foot into La Manchaland.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Cause further trouble, and I will put a stop to it myself.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... La Manchaland ETA in approximately one hour. After an hour from now, the phenomenon may appear at any moment; please remain in close proximity to your teams in case of an emergency.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The momentary kerfuffle came to a close thanks to the Hana Association&#x27;s intervention...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hngh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... and only silence and occasional groans of pain from Don Quixote filled the empty lot.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;... Let&#x27;s get back inside. I can&#x27;t turn my clock in front of so many people.&gt;</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23">Thus how indubitable,</span>
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="eight">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 8</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Makeshift Command Tent
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>W-well, does anybody wanna take a quick stroll around the empty lot while we wait...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">After nervously looking around the room, Rodya tried to leave the tent. But Vergilius stopped her.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No, stay. I have something to share.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, come on. Can&#x27;t you give her a moment, at least until the mission&#x27;s over with? I know the lass really botched it this time, but nothing came of it in the end, did it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... The company has some exclusive information they&#x27;d like to share with you. That is the only reason I asked you to stay.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah... ahem... Sir... Lord... R-Red Gaze... E-earlier, what I had done...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I won&#x27;t hold it against you. So be quiet and pay attention.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sob... O Red Gaze the illustrious... I swear to pledge mine undying loyalty to thee...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Vergilius produced a small tablet and began loading something up on its screen.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The one who will now brief us on this exclusive intelligence cannot be with us in person, due to... personal reasons.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>She wanted me to tell you that she regrets having to deliver the information remotely via this device.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">              </td>
-              <td>Hello. One, two, testing. Am I coming through?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Huh? Didn&#x27;t the Hana Fixer ban any unauthorized recordings or video feeds earlier?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Of course, but we&#x27;ve received prior authorization. Besides, P Corp. is already recording the conversations of every participant in this mission.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That just sounds like a roundabout way of saying they&#x27;ve got us all bugged.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Of course, the authorization was not free. We had to convince them that the information would be pertinent to capturing the entity at the origin of La Manchaland.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>LCD On-site Investigative Reasoning Team Leader, Moses here. I&#x27;ve been studying and investigating the Distortion phenomenon for a long time. And—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">That reminds me. We did have a quick call with someone from the LCD back when. She had a pretty bubbly personality, I think, and her name was...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey, hey! It&#x27;s me again, Ezra! Been a while!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hunting Bloodfiends this time, huh? Don&#x27;t tell me you were about to jump headfirst into that business without even asking the detec—I mean, our Team Leader! I&#x27;m tellin&#x27; ya now, she used to bust plenty of Bloodfiend heads back in the day.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You tell &#x27;em how you used to whoop &#x27;em, boss. You&#x27;d go sshhhhhh on that smoking pipe, and went whirr! Whirr! And—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, yes. I do have some experience with investigating and battling Bloodfiends. I&#x27;ve even met one of the Bloodfiend Elders... also known as the First Kindreds.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wait, one of the First Kindreds?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uhh, let&#x27;s see. The one we fought last time was a Sixth Kindred, and a Seventh Kindred...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, I don&#x27;t want to waste your time by talking your ears off about what happened that day, so I&#x27;ll get straight to the point.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Didst thou... slay the First Kindred?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Of course not.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, &#x27;cuz she went easy on &#x27;em, I tell ya.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No, the Bloodfiend took mercy on me. Our meeting wasn&#x27;t as bloody as the scene you might be imagining at the moment.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>In fact, she was generous enough to give me a place to sit. And we even had a moment to converse.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What? The Bloodfiend gave you a seat?! You expect me to believe that shite?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey! Rude! You do *not* talk to the detec— I mean, our Team Leader like that, capiche?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, I do understand that the public&#x27;s perception of Bloodfiends is... far from amicable. But I do know that at least some of them, including the Elder I met, wish for a peaceful coexistence with humans.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Back then, I used to be able to state with absolute certainty that the Bloodfiends weren&#x27;t special, that they were no different from the Distortions I&#x27;d faced in the past. Those wells of blood, splashing inside their pupils were my evidence. But when I shared this thought with the Elder, she did not confirm nor deny my assertions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But now, I would like to make a correction to my prior theory. Bloodfiends cannot be explained only through the simple lens of viewing them as Distortions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Their essence is similar to that of Distortions, yes. However, we eventually drew the conclusion that the Bloodfiends cannot be filed under that category. Our attempt to &#x27;resolve&#x27; a Bloodfiend as one does a Distortion failed.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Studies into their true origin are currently underway.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If your team is looking into the Bloodfiends, I suppose you have some publicly unavailable information to share with the rest of us?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Yes, I suppose we do.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I noticed on the video feed that Moses intently, yet briefly, stared at Outis before continuing with her briefing. Maybe they knew each other from somewhere.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Which brings us to... this. The following is what we learned about Kindreds of true Bloodfiends, those in the same vein as the one you&#x27;ve already encountered. I&#x27;m not talking about the ones that manifested as Distortions after the White Nights and Dark Days incident, mind.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It is said that the primogenitor, the very first Bloodfiend, wielded unimaginable power and could embrace countless humans and turn them into their Kindreds. However, starting from the Kindreds of the first generation after the primogenitor, which are referred to as the First Kindreds, they were restricted to creating only two Kindreds of a lower generation in their long existences.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Something about how they can&#x27;t just create &#x27;families&#x27; willy-nilly, or something like that~ I drew this chart, by the way! Not half bad, huh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Huh, yeah. I think that Cassette guy was pretty disappointed about choosing Sha-sha as his Kindred.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Faust finds the inaccuracies in your statement difficult to correct due to their egregious nature.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>When a Bloodfiend of a higher generation creates a lower-generation Kindred, the one that embraced them is called a &#x27;higher Kindred&#x27;, while the one that&#x27;s been embraced is called a &#x27;lower Kindred&#x27;. It is often the case that Kindreds higher up the bloodstream wield a much greater power than the ones beneath them.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You started your sentence with the conditional &#x27;it is often the case&#x27;. Therefore, it can be interpreted as a statement that there are cases in which such is not the case.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You&#x27;re right on the money! Just like how each Distortion is different, Bloodfiends are also different in ways—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>—that our Team Leader will explain!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Haah... Yes. Each Bloodfiend&#x27;s powers and idiosyncrasies often vary depending on the higher Bloodfiend&#x27;s abilities. However, it is usually impossible for lower Bloodfiends to revolt against someone higher up the bloodstream. While there is no physical barrier stopping them, there is an intense psychological barrier preventing them from doing so.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Like a parent and their child, huh.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes, like parents and their children. Considering that they even call one another with familial terms such as &#x27;Father&#x27;, &#x27;Mother&#x27;, and &#x27;Child&#x27;... it is no mere metaphor. That is why they call such acts of revolt, going against the bloodstream... &#x27;filial impiety&#x27;.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Just as how &#x27;blood&#x27; becomes their axis of value judgment, so does this idea of the inviolable relationship between family members get imprinted into the core of their very being. Upon being turned, Bloodfiends experience that extreme level of twist in their moral judgment.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And that&#x27;s why the Bloodbags, who are at the bottom rung of the family tree...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Bloodbags are... a different story. Bloodfiends and Bloodbags are the furthest two groups of beings could be from family.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Dregs that failed to become Kindreds. To Bloodfiends, they are... quite literally, portable bags of blood to replenish themselves at times of need.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Detective, I mean... Team Leader, you should mention this too. You know, when I snapped their necks and smashed them right into water—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yes. Bloodfiends have an irrationally extreme fear of water. Water doesn&#x27;t physically harm them, but every Bloodfiend I have seen thus far has been afraid of it.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Huh? Sounds like an easy solution, then. Can&#x27;t we just spray them with water to keep &#x27;em off our backs?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Since you&#x27;re about to visit their den that&#x27;s crawling with Bloodfiends... good luck finding even a drop of water in there.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, and I was informed that one of you can &#x27;sense&#x27; a Distortion. I learned this through unofficial channels, but I still wished to share.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Uh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Glad to know there&#x27;s someone else out there who understands this particular sensation.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I&#x27;d very much like to meet you in person one day.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Real shame we can&#x27;t be there to see it for ourselves. Are there any famous Fixers there? I heard earlier that stupid Camille kid&#x27;ll be there too... Kick his ass for me, won&#x27;t ya? I tried to pull a prank on him, but the bastard banned me from the chat!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, he already kicked one of our asses...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ezra</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, Vespa! Come on! I told you to hold the line!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It appears that they are partaking in... quite the activity themselves.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I think we can end the call here, Moses.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Very well.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Got any last words of advice?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Any last words...? Hm.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I once heard that some Kindreds higher up the bloodstream have overcome their fear of water. Blood eventually does get thicker than water, after all. Now, let&#x27;s see if there&#x27;s anything I left out...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, I must advise you against underestimating their bloodlust. Because no matter how hungry for blood you think they are…</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Moses</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They will be worse.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What&#x27;s that supposed to mean...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">With her last words, which left us wondering what they were supposed to mean, the call dropped.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >The magnificence with which mine ingenious adventures of to-day
+                shall shine.</span
+              >
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="nine">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 9</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">We have about thirty minutes until La Manchaland manifests...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">We each decided to use this opportunity to gather ourselves.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Meanwhile, I...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... had something I wanted to ask Vergilius before we left.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">But for that, I need...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Anybody seen Faust around?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Not in a while. What is it, Dante? I&#x27;m sure I can help.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Hm...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I wanted to ask Faust to relay my words to Vergilius, but I wasn&#x27;t sure where she was…</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Fortunately, Hong Lu was still here with me and noticed me looking around. I decided to ask for his help.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thirty minutes, Dante.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... I always have so many questions floating around in my head, but whenever I stand in front of this man, my brain seems to decide to forget them all.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Why didn&#x27;t you stop her earlier, Vergilius? Earlier, when Don Quixote challenged Camille to a duel...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Aha, you needed a translator.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Dante asks why you didn&#x27;t stop the fight earlier.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, so that&#x27;s your look of reproach. ... I see.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>As you must be well aware by now, the Cinq Association often chooses duels as a means of resolving conflicts.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But they are also well-known for letting bygones be bygones once that conflict in question has been resolved through a duel. Perhaps a lasting memory of some ancient chivalric virtues has been pounded into their bones.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;I see... So picking a fight with a Fixer from any other Association or Office might&#x27;ve caused a real problem for us, but the nature of the Cinq made this a pretty safe altercation, huh...&gt;
-</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Stopping Don Quixote from challenging that Fixer to a duel would have only exacerbated the situation. Besides...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Vergilius gave a long pause.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... It is about time our third Sinner woke up.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Weird...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Isn&#x27;t Don Quixote the most lucid one out of all of us?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Hong Lu&#x27;s interjection was so sudden and random, that I wondered for a moment if he thought we were talking about someone else...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;What do you mean...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... but Hong Lu did not correct himself. He pointed to his eye and continued.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Her eyes, Dante. Always twinkling like two bright stars. They&#x27;re so fascinating.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Eyes, huh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I noticed that the light in Hong Lu&#x27;s left eye was growing dimmer, like light fading away as it sinks into the depths of the dark waters...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;W-wait, I have something else I wanted to ask you about...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">What I really wanted to ask Vergilius about was what happened on that train...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... but I wasn&#x27;t sure if I could bring that subject up in front of Hong Lu, especially when Faust wasn&#x27;t here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What&#x27;s wrong, Dante? You look flustered for some reason.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Uh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No need to shiver your clock hands so nervously, Dante.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You don&#x27;t actually believe I wasn&#x27;t let in on what happened aboard that train, do you?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Sounds like Faust kept him updated.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Well, then tell me. What was going on with Don Quixote back there?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;No, I mean... what is she?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uhh... they&#x27;re asking what... Don Quixote is?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Dante, it is not a wise use of your time to ask a question to which you can find your own answers.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Besides, there are more pressing questions you should be asking.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What shall happen with our third Sinner? ... For example.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;I get it. It&#x27;s Don Quixote&#x27;s turn, now.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;But you&#x27;re not going to answer that question, either. Because I&#x27;ll get to the answer anyway, as long as I keep riding the flow to wherever it takes me.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Your hands have stopped trembling. I&#x27;ll take that as a sign that we have an understanding.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Should you ever find yourself growing anxious in La Manchaland, when things start to go awry...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Remember these words.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Henceforth, whatever happens...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Don Quixote will remember the promise, Dante.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The promise.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I have no idea how that word is supposed to assuage any of my fears.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Vergilius isn&#x27;t the type to waffle on meaninglessly, so...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... I suppose there isn&#x27;t anything else I can gather from him at the moment.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Some time later, back among the Sinners at the empty lot.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., an Empty Lot
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Don Quixote, about what happened earlier...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Verily, &#x27;tis a marvelous day! Wouldst thou not agree, Manager Esquire?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;It... is...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Tis, &#x27;tis! Today alone I had the joy of espying a Hana Association Fixer with mine own eyes, the honor of clashing my steel against Sir Camille of Cinq, and... Ah, indeed. Sir Camille was a Fixer most righteous and becoming in his livestreams. I have not even an ounce of doubt in my mind that the kerfuffle was naught but an issue of miscommunication!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;How did you even access his streams on the bus...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Manager Esquire! Forsooth, I am finally beginning to feel as though we are tackling contracts worthy of true Fixers.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>To slay the wicked and liberate the innocent from suffering! &#x27;Twas mine dream of a lifetime, indeed!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sir Vergilius will once again insist that our primary quest is to lay our claim upon the Golden Bough. Yet...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I shall eradicate La Manchaland, even if it costs us our quest!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And mark mine words, for I shall rescue its victims as well. Every last one of them.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I stare in silence as Don Quixote boasts.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... I think I saw stars twinkling in her eyes, like Hong Lu said.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ooh. Tick-tock.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Dante.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;I&#x27;ve been looking for you, Faust.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Because you had business to discuss with Vergilius, it seems.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Uh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I felt like she was accusing me that there wasn&#x27;t any other reason I&#x27;d be looking for her, so I couldn&#x27;t help but stammer.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Now that I think about it, I don&#x27;t see her alone with Charon very often.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;What were you two doing here?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Performing certain routine procedures with Charon.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There is a certain examination procedure we must perform at an interval.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;What examination procedure?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... It mainly consists of gray matter bio-fusion normalcy trend test and gray matter response activity level test to electrical stimuli. It also includes several other tests, including external brain pressure variance test, the bloodstream distribution test to verify that the numbers are within the expected range, and—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Uhh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... I will stop here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I&#x27;m certainly not one to talk, but I&#x27;m once again reminded that Faust isn&#x27;t very good at talking to people either.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Heard passengers are going to an amusement park.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Amusement park. More fun than the bus?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;I&#x27;ve never been to one myself, but probably?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It is said that individuals partaking in activities within amusement parks have, on average, an increased heart rate of 1.5 times their typical range.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Why?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Because they board vehicles that are meant to raise their heart rate, and, in turn, their level of excitement.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It is known that one of the rides most emblematic of the amusement park experience consists of the following procedure: binding the passenger to the chair and dropping the vehicle, which often takes the form of a train, from a one-hundred meter height to ground level within three seconds.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sounds like reckless driving.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Must be a terrible driver. Worse than Charon.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Perhaps.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">She&#x27;s one to talk... Especially when it comes to reckless driving...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;I&#x27;m sure there are other more... fun rides, right? Probably?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Perhaps.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;We should go there someday. A real amusement park...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Make a list of stuff you want to do when you get there.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Charon, Dante wants to know what you want to do.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>When, where?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They are asking you, should a day come in which you are allowed to travel with us to locations other than the bus itself, what you would like to do at an amusement park.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">There was a long pause. Charon&#x27;s eyes glimmered momentarily as they began to wander elsewhere.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Charon... wants...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Charon</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... wants to eat a candy there.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Looks like today&#x27;s one of those days when everyone gets a twinkle in their eyes.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Which is... our adventure, as well.</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="ten">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 10</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Fixers began gathering one by one at the site...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La Manchaland is beginning to manifest.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>From the moment the music began to play, which measures at 1612 hours today, La Manchaland will be open until 2212 hours.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#84a79d;">Even when you feel like giving up on yourself...</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#84a79d;">I promise.</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#8cc4e1;">Is that it?</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#8cc4e1;">Well, how will you... live on?</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Thank you... for everything.</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Don&#x27;t forget those Fixer magazines.</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Please, please! I don&#x27;t want an adventure, stop! Please!</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#cc2424;">I have conceived an idea most ingenious.</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">It&#x27;s... the same phenomenon I experienced back at the Great Lake.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">But these memories are... much more fragmented. Opaque.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The glimpses of Don Quixote I saw... were nothing like the person I know. But...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... should I follow this journey to its conclusion...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., an Empty Lot
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What shall happen with our third Sinner? ... For example.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... I&#x27;ll understand what all these glimpses of memories mean, like I always have.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">And we made our way toward La Manchaland.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La Manchaland... this place is... pretty spooky, huh.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I smell blood.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We are contending with a phenomenon that has devoured dozens of Fixers. Do not let your guards down.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Here they come, those Bloodfiend beasts...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>W-woah. Look, survivors!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Camille</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Darn... I really could&#x27;ve broken my viewer count record with a dramatic shot like this.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Paula</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Weapons in their hands. They&#x27;re not civilians.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Executive Manager. Isn&#x27;t there something off about some of their outfits? Those anachronistically antique costumes are... quite the novelty these days.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I have identified several individuals dressed in clothes that are difficult to be worn without assistance.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Meaning that maybe someone in there forced a wardrobe change on them.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">As murmur among the Fixers begin to grow, slowly increasing in intensity, Alessio shouts from behind the line for us to stop.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hold! Don&#x27;t approach La Manchaland yet. We must allow it the first ten minutes post-manifestation to expel its wastes. Stand behind the line for safety.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Who... who are they? What Office are they from?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Murmuring Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Are they Association Fixers?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Excitement is in the air as the Fixers attempt to guess who they are.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... They&#x27;re all...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... They&#x27;re all from the Firefist Office! I recognize their outfits, they&#x27;re from our Office!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Haha! I told y&#x27;all, boys! I told y&#x27;all! I told y&#x27;all that the boss ladies are going to make it!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Even if we were to fail the eradication contract, if they can make a fifteen-minute testimony and share what intel they found... we&#x27;ll nab the contribution reward...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Like I said, please hold for at least ten minutes until they finish expelling—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">A Fixer ignores Alessio&#x27;s warning and rushes out to greet the survivor and helps her to her feet.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Big sis, big sis...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La.... la...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Alessio</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We made it, boss! We made it... we can finally move out of that moldy semi-basement office and find a place with some sunlight.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Remember how they all scoffed at us? C&#x27;mon, let&#x27;s go. Let&#x27;s do some interviews, get paid, make a name for ourselves...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hah. Survivors, my ass.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So just hold on a little longer, okay?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Laaaahhh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La... La... Manchaland... bloom your smiles... of joy... La Manchaland, let&#x27;s all... dream free here... We hope your stay...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... away from here...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Guh— Hurk—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Bloodbags at the gate. They were likely turned moments before they escaped.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Bitten by a small fry, going by the speed she turned. The higher up the bloodstream you go, the faster the transformation occurs. Some powerful Bloodfiends can make it happen at will or set it to occur at a time of their choosing.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey... you guys seem like the experts here. Got any pro tips for newbies like us?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, pro tips? ... Ah, I&#x27;ve got one.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Humbly accept your death if you don&#x27;t have what it takes.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Getting turned into a Bloodfiend&#x27;s Bloodbag is no different from death, you know.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Um...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s easy. I&#x27;m always ready to accept that anyway.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodbag</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Keeagggh!</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              You remember the words, right? A Fixer must maintain a head clear
+              of corruption, speech free of deceit, and conduct guided by
+              clemency.
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="eleven">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 11</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La Manchaland, bloom your smiles of joy~ La Manchaland, a place of freedom to dream side-by-side with Bloodfiends. We wish you a wonderful stay here~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Admissions end in five minutes! Please form a line and enter in an orderly fashion. Remember: enter through the back left, and exit through the back left~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Entry may be difficult once the admissions are over, so please wait by the gate with your blood packs!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, then. I hope I&#x27;ll be seeing some of you again in a few hours.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The Fixer&#x27;s cold voice contrasted with the cheerful voice echoing from the announcement.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>She really likes making things ominous, doesn&#x27;t she...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Vergilius only gave us a light nod.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Strangely enough, his aloof attitude was what gave me... peace of mind.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">And the last thing I saw before the gate shut behind us was...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">...the awed look on the eyes of every P Corp. employee. All intensely fixed on the closing gate of La Manchaland...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... as if they didn&#x27;t even want to miss a little glimpse of it.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Show courage in adventure, and bear pain in suffering.
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="twelve">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 12</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Earlier, they assigned the gathered Fixers with Areas.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, looks like we&#x27;ll be going our separate ways here. Different Area.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Romero</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Here&#x27;s hoping we&#x27;ll both be alive the next time we meet~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland, Area 1
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">It seemed that the Bloodfiend Hunters were assigned to Area 3, Jia Xichun to Area 2, and us to... Area 1.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Heh, pleased to be working with you guys. Name&#x27;s Hugo.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The Fixer from earlier, whose name was Hugo, appeared visibly relieved that he was assigned the same Area as us.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey, look what I found. A map of La Manchaland. That&#x27;s how ya know I&#x27;m the ace of the team!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The ace? You just picked up one of the dozens of papers strewn about the entrance.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm, this is an amusement park brochure with a map on it...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ugh, I don&#x27;t even want to imagine what those brutish Office guys would&#x27;ve done to me if I got lumped in with them. Who knows, they might&#x27;ve killed me as soon as the gate closed. Or worse, they might&#x27;ve left my name out of the eradication fee recipients. Just awful.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So, uh. Who did you guys say you were? Limbus Company... Office? Right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">It seemed that he was under the impression that we were one of the numerous no-name Fixer Offices, but I didn&#x27;t really feel the need to correct him.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Haah, man. Sucks being a small-timer, huh? We always get left out of the good stuff.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Not like those Cinq or Zwei Association Offices who always get the top billing.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Nay, &#x27;tis untrue. Every Fixer, honored be their great valor and righteousness, deserveth respect.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Long have I dreamt a dream of becoming a Fixer myself.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A Fixer fixes things; thus, a Fixer is a fixer of injustices, a fixer of the downtrodden fortunes, a fixer of all that is unjust!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thus, once we survive this encounter with this wicked place hand-in-hand, all shalt re-think their impressions of us Fixers!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Wh... wherefore art thou giving me such a terrifying look?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Kiddo, what you just said was... You don&#x27;t just say stuff like &quot;once we survive this&quot;... that&#x27;s... nevermind...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The survivors are...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Okay. Let&#x27;s go find the... &#x27;device&#x27; in Area 1, then.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A glance at the brochure reveals many a kind of &#x27;rides&#x27; here. And we are at &#x27;the... pret...ty... and wonder...ful place&#x27;. Installed here are rides and attractions called &#x27;Fixer for a Day&#x27;, &#x27;Fashionista Show&#x27;...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>All that stuff just sounds like your typical amusement park stuff. It&#x27;s even got themes.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What... rests at the incipience of this place, I must wonder?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I dunno. But it ain&#x27;t our business to know, innit?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I ask nonetheless, for I must wonder that, shrouded beneath the scars of time...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... lies the place of joy it once claimed to be.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Laughter, from the heart and unforced...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>HA... HA... HA...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It begins! It begins again! The eradication party-party!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>More humans, more excitement! More exciting-excited humans!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, if only they held this party more often, three times a day! So I&#x27;ll send one of you back out there with two days to live.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Go tell the boss who sent you here, that we look forward to their visit later!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How about this? Tell us where the device is, and I&#x27;ll kill you painlessly.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ohoho... I like it! I love it! Splendid! Words so nasty, yet blood so tasty!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Don&#x27;t be so hasty, though. We&#x27;ve got plenty of events to cover. Fashion shows, popularity contests, oh! How oh-so-exciting! Right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So this... is thou hast made mockery of thy guests and Fixers.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, almost forgot the most important thing.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Can&#x27;t have you skittering around here looking so unfashionable. You know that, right? Can&#x27;t have our guests wearing rags that look like they&#x27;ve been stitched together from rat hides. I&#x27;ll get in trouble!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What, all of us...? Hey! Look closer. At least I don&#x27;t look half bad, right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We&#x27;ll dress you all in pretty, pretty dresses and suits...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... put you up for display in the powder room, and nibble you slowly for a week.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mmmmm~ where should I taste first? I&#x27;m so excited!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Uh, there are a lot of Bloodfiends here. Can you guys handle them?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Worry not, for naught has put a moratorium on their deaths here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They appear to be much inferior to the one we engaged aboard the train. I believe they are, at best, as strong as that prosthetic Fixer. Most likely weaker.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Jolly good and all that. Let&#x27;s go smash &#x27;em, then!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">With Heathcliff&#x27;s charge as our signal, the Sinners advanced, leaping into the horde of Bloodfiends.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              And pray, forget not the mercy for the downtrodden...
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="thirteen">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 13</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland, Area 1
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>P-please... Don&#x27;t kill me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I... it&#x27;s been two hundred years since I was this full... Can you imagine... what it feels like to have the ravenousness eat you alive for two whole centuries...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Please, please? I... I got too excited. I&#x27;ll live like I did before, in the shadows. Like I don&#x27;t even exist. Please...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Tell us where the device is, and I&#x27;ll think about it.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>H-head over to that attraction over there. I&#x27;ll let you in on a shortcut that&#x27;ll lead you straight to the button. Just follow me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Enter, and immediately turn right...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ooh. Nice, nice... Immediately turn right, and...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>We shall not bargain with villains.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Canst thou not see the corpses the villain hath left in her wake? Her innocent victims? Lo, some of them appear to be fresh bodies.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The closer we got to the attraction, the more the roads became riddled with mangled corpses.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote was right. Some of them did look pretty new... some of them, only hours since their death, at most.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... Of course, Outis did not appear even remotely receptive to her reasoning.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... We could&#x27;ve saved much time with that shortcut. There are times when we must compromise with our foes to give us an advantage in the grand scheme of—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Alas! Yet, what meaning shall that &#x27;shortcut&#x27; signify, if thy path is one guided by the hand of the wicked?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How are you still on about that nonsense, you little—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oi, let the lass be. It ain&#x27;t the first time, innit? Look alive. We&#x27;ve got more of &#x27;em incoming.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Holy crap... there&#x27;s more of them!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodbag</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Keeagh!</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... and last but not least...</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="fourteen">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 14</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland, Area 1
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Huh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Unlike the Bloodbags back on the train, these ones can&#x27;t come back from death.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">They were all once Fixers seeking riches. Civilians turned guests, drawn to this place by its music. Each dreaming a dream of their own.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;I don&#x27;t know since when, but I&#x27;ve stopped feeling anything about... killing things like them.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Yeah.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Sinclair replied, thrusting his weapon into the skull of a dying Bloodbag.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey, the weapons they&#x27;re wielding... don&#x27;t they kinda remind you of the weapon that Casse—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>—tti was using?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Decorated with blood.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Coagulated blood. Identical to his weapon in essence.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Is this how all Bloodfiends... fight?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If we&#x27;re using Moses&#x27; family analogy, maybe they&#x27;re something like his close relatives.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This must be the attraction that the Bloodfiend from earlier was talking about.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Looks like this one&#x27;s the main attraction of this Area.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Bereft of choices, we are thus compelled to enter...</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Pursue your dream, even if it means wagering your life in the
+              chase.
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="fifteen">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 15</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Welcome, one and all, to the main attraction of Area 1, &#x27;Fantasy Blood-shooting Range&#x27;!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Things might get a little too spooky for little ones, so hold on tight to your mommy and daddy&#x27;s hands!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, and don&#x27;t forget about &#x27;Fashinista Show&#x27; attraction! We worked really hard on it. Please pay a visit to pick up a free souvenir gift.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Gah... Sancho! Sheesh, you spooked me with your staring again, your grace. Well, I&#x27;m thinking of giving out a few souvenirs here. Lady Dulcinea just won&#x27;t stop teasing me about how my attraction doesn&#x27;t get a lot of visitors—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wh... what the heck?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Is this place run by a buncha amateurs or something...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wanna know something?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mm, the quality of audio has found significant improvement in this recording.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Long, long ago... a forever ago, really... Bloodfiends and humans weren&#x27;t as friendly as we are today. How sad and tragic is that?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;... &quot;Today&quot;?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hating each other like cats and dogs, their every meeting resulting in big brawls. Bloodfiends hunted every human they saw... while humans returned Bloodfiends&#x27; appetite for human blood with hatred for their kind.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh? Oh no! Bad, bad Bloodfiends are trying to eat those humans! Whatever shall we do?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinners</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... What-ever-shall-we-do?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Uh... t-talk them out of it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>BZZZT! Wrong answer! Think again! Who&#x27;s next?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>HAAAAARK!!!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They must be punished with impunity so they may never again hurt the humans!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Correct!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Bloodbag</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Kehh... Keeeh.... Ksssh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Very well, then! Here&#x27;s a chance for you to defeat those bad, bad Bloodfiends! How splendidly exciting is this?! HAHAHA! HEHEHAHAHA!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#cc2424;">In that land...</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#cc2424;">There won&#x27;t be any wearisome battles to fight. No constant fear of getting devoured...</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#cc2424;">There shall be only laughter.</span></td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Should you ever fail to stand by even one of these tenets...
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="sixteen">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 16</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Now! I&#x27;m sure kiddos are most excited for this part of the attraction!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Welcome to the &#x27;Today, I&#x27;m This Area&#x27;s Fixer&#x27; attraction!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>When the bad Bloodfiends appear, use those toy clubs we handed out earlier by the entrance to knock &#x27;em all down!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Adults can play, too! Now beat that stress outta your syste—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>NO! We don&#x27;t need Bloodfiends pretending like those fake, toy clubs hurt. Not anymore.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Only... only the real Bloodfiends remain here, now.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">I’ll smack you guys upside the head myself.</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="seventeen">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 17</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Now, the bad Bloodfiends who want to hurt humans have all been driven underground.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Only the kindhearted, righteous Bloodfiends remain on the surface.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They made a pinkie-promise with humans that they won&#x27;t covet the human blood anymore! That they&#x27;d live peacefully, happily ever after together! Because what&#x27;s better than peace, right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh...? But look! Oh, look!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The bad, no-good Bloodfiends are crawling back up to the surface again!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Sneaking, slithering up to drink human blood!</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Steel yourself and always, always keep moving forward.
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="eighteen">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 18</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Our human friends grew scared that the big, bad, scary Bloodfiends might come back to hurt them again.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Spending every hour of the night trembling in fear of no-good Bloodfiends... not getting even a wink of rest.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And you know how important sleep is to skin maintenance. A bad sleep cycle is a leading cause of hair loss and various nasty skin conditions!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey, she&#x27;s got a point...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s when a Fixer, righteous and just, comes up with an idea most ingenious.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What if...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And I mean really, what if...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... We could create a place in which humans and Bloodfiends may coexist in happy harmony?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There, the kindly Bloodfiends will protect humans from evil Bloodfiends... while humans will voluntarily share their blood with the kindly Bloodfiends.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How&#x27;s that? Now isn&#x27;t that really an idea most ingenious?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yet... &#x27;tis an impossible task. How can humans coexist with Bloodfiends, those villains who have naught but the base craving for human blood in their craven hearts...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, it&#x27;s only natural that such grand, impressive ideals would be met with some resistance.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But a great leader is often flanked by capable vassals who help them realize their ambitions... And soon...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>La Manchaland was born! La Manchaland, where your smiles of joy bloom. La Manchaland, where everyone can dream free!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Look around, all! Look at all the smiling Bloodfiends, giving you a toothy grin!</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23">Is that not...</span>
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="nineteen">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 19</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But ooh, oh my! Do you see that one thing that&#x27;s missing from the perfect La Manchaland?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Blimey, how long is she going to yammer on for?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How unpleasant. It&#x27;s like she&#x27;s underestimating us... Talking our ears off with some nonsense drivel before sending in her minions.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oi! You&#x27;re listenin&#x27;, ain&#x27;t ya? Don&#x27;t think I forgot you replyin&#x27; to us earlier!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh really? Do you really not see what&#x27;s missing?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Once you&#x27;re in La Manchaland, shouldn&#x27;t one rightly... wear something that befits the occasion?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And ah, how could I forget those elegant yet tastefully flamboyant masks?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Just like this! This feels much more like a festival now, doesn&#x27;t it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Now we know who really did those pretty makeovers for our Bloodbag friends who escaped La Manchaland~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Quite the luridly repugnant habit she has.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hackneyed and boring sense of beauty. Hardly worth my time.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And thanks to all of you, La Manchaland found perfection.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>With this quarrel quelled, Bloodfiends and humans can now live together in harmony, living in everlasting festivities.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The final tally of the bad, evil Bloodfiends our kindly adventurer has slain is...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Eh, forgot the count somewhere in the middle. Anyways, you sure killed a *lot* of those big, bad Bloodfiends.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23">... a threat most unfair?</span>
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="twenty">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 20</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Tell us your name, O brave adventurer.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#84a79d;">That is the condition of your adventure.</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#84a79d;">If you are willing to accept these terms, then speak your name to me.</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thou shalt know that my name... is Don Quixote.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ahh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>To use that name... You&#x27;ve gone just as insane as the rest of us...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The voice from the announcement system briefly fell hesitant, and an extended silence followed.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Brave Don Quixote, the adventurer, and her friends placed first in the Fantasy Blood-shooting Range competition! Salutations and Congratulations!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What shall be your reward?! Drum roll please, everyone~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ta-da! Here&#x27;s a button that opens the path to the finest attraction of all time in La Manchaland~!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Narrator</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png">
-              </td>
-              <td> &#x27;The Haunted: Bloody Mary&#x27;, the highlight of La Manchaland, the frightening challenge that only the bravest of adventurers dare face!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;So this is the &#x27;device&#x27; that leads us to our next destination, huh...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>This seems a tad too easy, don&#x27;t it? Just like that? And they even bring the button to you?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>According to the info I bought, though...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There&#x27;s only twenty-five percent chance of surviving through the first Area. The odds aren&#x27;t great, but they&#x27;re not terrible either.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What really matters though, is that we made it through! The button&#x27;s right here!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You... bought the info? What&#x27;s that supposed to mean?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Are you saying that there were more testimonies from survivors than what we heard earlier at the briefing?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ha ha... wow. You guys really are new to this business, huh?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Do you really think that the Fixers who managed to survive La Manchaland would just... fork over their precious intel to the Hana Association?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No, of course not. They sell important intel like that to just a few people who&#x27;s got the cash and the interest.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They also told me that, to activate the device in Area 1, we have to kill all the Bloodfiends in that attraction and place first in the leaderboard.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... And you neglected to tell us this why?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>W-well, I just thought we needed some time to build the trust between us before I started sharing things.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Eh, I get it. I bet that intel wasn&#x27;t cheap to come by~</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Y-yeah, totally... whew.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Has our mission ever gone this smoothly before?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;So... we press this button, and our job&#x27;s done here?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">It&#x27;s definitely suspicious how easy this was, but... what can we do? Not press it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>If we&#x27;re being optimistic... at least we should be able to get out of Area 1 now and join the others.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Consider that information regarding Bloodfiends and Bloodbags is rare to come by for the public.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Had someone unfamiliar with the particulars of battling Bloodbags participated in this competition, it may have been difficult to place first in the leaderboard.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hm... that&#x27;s also true, I suppose.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hey, what other information are you withholding from us? Spit it out. What more &#x27;trust&#x27; do you need?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Outis shoved Hugo, practically threatening him with her odd emphasis on the word &#x27;trust&#x27;.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>That&#x27;s, uh. Um...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They say that there are three Bloodfiends here that we gotta avoid at all costs.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Fixers call them the overseer Bloodfiends. If you want a better chance of survival, avoid them. Or so they say.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There&#x27;s one in each Area, but hey. At least it didn&#x27;t say anywhere in the terms and conditions of the contract that we had to kill them, too. They don&#x27;t have anything to do with eradicating La Manchaland, after all. ... Probably...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The point is, we should try to steer clear of those monsters. Let&#x27;s just hit that button and book it—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I cannot well bring myself to do such a thing, O Fixer.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Uh... you can&#x27;t...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The innocent visitors to this terrible place suffer still, do they not?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thus, the only path of righteousness that remain before us is to defeat all three Bloodfiends, those beasts who watch over this slaughterhouse, and have them pay for their crimes!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Holy smokes, aren&#x27;t you guys going to try to talk her out of this insanity? She&#x27;s your friend, isn&#x27;t she...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Bud, we already would&#x27;ve tried if we thought there was a snowball&#x27;s chance in hell of convincing her.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hark! Show thyself, thou wicked Bloodfiend! I, Don Quixote, shall vanquish thee!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Um~ So is there anything you can tell us about what these three Bloodfiends look like?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Nngh... That intel cost me two mil...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... They wear the gaudiest masks...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Pffffhahahahahahha!!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>How fun, how fun! This is the most fun I&#x27;ve had all week!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Apparently their masks stand out for being extremely gaudy...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>They must have a pretty &#x27;gaudy&#x27; smell of blood, as well.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Which one of you&#x27;s Don Quixote, friends? My eyesight ain&#x27;t like it used to be!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And there she is.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Uh.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>I asked which one of you is this &#x27;Don Quixote&#x27; who came first place in this attraction of mine? Hello?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>H-her... her mask...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Just answer my question, and I&#x27;ll let the rest of you press the button and head on over to the next Area.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>As long as you tell me which one of you is... Don Quixote!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&#x27;Tis—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>S-she&#x27;s right here!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Hugo shouted from the top of his lungs just as Don Quixote began to speak.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The speed with which he called out her name was in striking contrast with his previous slow, reluctant attitude.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>W-well? Can I press the button now?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ha... ha ha...! Fixers who activate a device gets 1.5 times the rate when calculating the eradication reward!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Hah.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Try pressing the button now.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Ryōshū swung her absurdly sharp scabbard, chopping off his wrists with blinding speed.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hugo</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Hnngh... Agh...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Y-young Ryōshū! Whatever hast thou done?! To put thy steel against the flesh of a compatriot...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Never accepted that idiot as my compatriot.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Don Quixote, he was trying to sell you out.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>V-verily, yet...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I smelled treachery the moment I saw him. ... I waited, curious if he would demonstrate even an ounce of creativity when pulling off that act.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... But this is tired, meek, and clichéd. Can&#x27;t stand the lack of originality.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;... So you would&#x27;ve just let him do his thing if it was... interesting?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Pfft... Hehehahahaha!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Oh, how did you know? I was going to kill him myself! I mean, how could I let someone so scruffy and slovenly press the button in our Area, of all places?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>So. You&#x27;re that Don Quixote? The Don Quixote who won my game?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Indeed, &#x27;tis I.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>... Well, then...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>... How did you win?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I have rescued numerous innocents and hewn my path through scores of villains to vanquish a cur such as thee!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Ha... ha ha... ha...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wh... wherefore art thou so giddy?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Oh, it&#x27;s... I&#x27;m just so happy, you know?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So, how did you like the game? Mine&#x27;s your favorite, isn&#x27;t it? I was going to add a few more decorations here and there, maybe some frilly lace... but I ran out of time.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You see, since Bloodbags can&#x27;t change themselves, I have to dress each and every one of them myself. Anything too complicated just isn&#x27;t sturdy enough to stay on.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What horrible crime thou confessest... I am not here to play thy games.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I have arrived here to eradicate this terrible place that taketh people, La Manchaland! To slay its villains slithering within!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Okay! But why aren&#x27;t you wearing the outfit I made for you?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How discourteous of you! If you wanted to hang out in my Area, you should&#x27;ve made yourself a little more presentable than... this.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What the... Is it just me, or does it sound like their conversation isn&#x27;t connecting at all with each other&#x27;s?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Yeah, she&#x27;s nuts. Let&#x27;s put her out of her misery...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Hahaha! I just know that you&#x27;ll look great in a can-can dress and boots with ribbons! Oh, I&#x27;ll make you look so pretty!</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> P Corp. WARP train platform
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="21">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 21</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, hey... that reminds me.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How rude of me to... not say hello to our visitors... Right...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ugh...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;The mask...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I have to be courteous... It&#x27;s impolite to wear a mask in front of our guests...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…!&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The face hidden behind the mask... was bloody and mangled. To the point where it felt wrong to look at her in that state.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>Wh... no, don&#x27;t look! Don&#x27;t look at me like that!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png">              </td>
-              <td>If you&#x27;re going to kill me, at least kill me with my mask on, please? I know you will. I know you will! What&#x27;s a little favor between you and me?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The Bloodfiend&#x27;s unmasked eyes glowered intensely at Don Quixote as she pleaded.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">As Don Quixote stood there, stunned by the sheer intensity of the screeching Bloodfiend, a slow voice began to echo from the void.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>The Barber used to enjoy wearing cuter, prettier masks. Something with more charm, more elaborate design.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>She thought these terrifying, rough masks only served to scare people.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Perhaps she believed that it was only fair that she wore a prettier mask, now that her face was shrouded.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;…!&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... That individual is wearing a mask as well, Executive Manager. We must stay alert.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>But... isn&#x27;t there just one overseer Bloodfiend for every Area...?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Maybe he&#x27;s from a different Area? But why would he...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Tsk, we should&#x27;ve gotten more intel out of the traitor before he betrayed us...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Shite... a little much, innit? Two bigwig Bloodfiends right by the entrance, seriously?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mhm, certainly. It appears to me that you are all rather spent from the struggle against the Barber here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Then allow me to make a proposition.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You have gone there and back again on all kinds of adventures, yet I am but a mere guide and a greeter here at La Manchaland, a place of blossoming smiles and dreams.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So I will gladly open the path for you...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... should you promise to tell me all about your wonderful adventures. So that you may find the prize you seek.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So that you may not lose your way this time.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;What...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>However, if that is not what you seek, well... why else would you be slaughtering scores of Bloodfiends here now?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The masked Bloodfiend in blue, who suddenly appeared here...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... was clearly speaking to Don Quixote, and only Don Quixote.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Forsooth, many a great adventure have I undertaken—so many that to recount them all would parch my throat before the tale&#x27;s end.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Yet thy trickery shan&#x27;t fool me! While the treasure is of great worth, my true purpose here is to vanquish wicked Bloodfiends such as thee!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I, Don Quixote! Shan&#x27;t compromise with villains!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ha ha... I had a feeling you would say that. But that won&#x27;t do.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You have to share it with everyone, the most wondrous adventures of yours.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wha—</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">The masked Bloodfiend raises his staff, and Don Quixote&#x27;s mouth shuts. As though a supernatural power was forcing its will on her movements.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">In that bizarre silence, her eyes shimmer quietly.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Manager Esquire... how unfair of thee...!</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="22">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 22</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Please, hold on a moment. Can&#x27;t have a good tale without proper backdrop and some music to set the mood, hmm?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">With a quick flick of his staff, the magician rapidly shifts and warps everything around us.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#3e7fed;">[EP 1] - &#x27;IN WHICH ARE RECOUNTED THE MOST WONDROUS ADVENTURES OF DON QUIXOTE&#x27;</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Where None Shall Tread
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Whuh?! W-what the hell?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;G-Golden Bough resonance...?!&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Recall. Recall the days of adventure you once lived!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Indeed. I have faced countless perils and enemies in my tales of adventures.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>Then how about we share a few select adventures you found particularly memorable?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>Let everyone see your grand exploits... in plain sight.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>Oh, how about this tale, then?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>Let&#x27;s call it...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>... The Hallowed Adventures of Don Quixote...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>... and the Knight of the White Moon.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">The Knight of the White Moon</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>Ta-da.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The Knight of the White Moon? Is that who you really are?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">???</span>
-                  <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">              </td>
-              <td>Ha ha, of course not. I must apologize for my delayed introduction.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>My name is Sansón, and I will be your guide on your visit here at La Manchaland. &#x27;The Knight of the White Moon&#x27; is nothing more than a role I play.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... The Knight... of the White Moon...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How do I look? Close enough, would you say?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mm. You seem quite peeved that such a role would go to someone such as myself.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, then. We have another actor present here to play this character. A little green, a little incomplete, but still with the sign of great potential.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I give this role of the Knight of the White Moon to you.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>M-me?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Sinclair held his forehead for a moment, then looked at his changed appearance in confusion.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">But that did not last.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Even Sinclair&#x27;s gotten... quiet. Like something&#x27;s controlling his mind.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It appears that they have become like &#x27;actors&#x27; on a stage. As long as that individual is talking, they cannot break character.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>W-woah, is this safe?!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The pair sought a certain river, the tales of which have been told only through legends.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Only the Knight of the White Moon knew the path to finding it. Don Quixote was merely going as directed by the Knight.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oh, excuse me. &#x27;The Trio&#x27;; can&#x27;t forget our dear Rocinante.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Each had a very distinct sound of footsteps as well.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The Knight, an experienced yet relaxed gait.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Rocinante, a stoic yet powerful stride.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And you... stumbling hither and thither.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It is a deep, deep place where no one dares tread.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The deepest part of the City, once challenged by countless adventurers, Knights, and Fixers...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A quiet, terribly tranquil place inhabited only by the floating nebulae...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;We... only have a little further to venture.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>“…….”</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Once we find the river...&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;I will guide you to the place that will be your residence henceforth.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;An abandoned lighthouse where no one visits.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Please, make that place your home.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ahh, the Knight has given our hero a place to live.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>What a kindly knight. Such loyal friendship brings tears to my eyes.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Very well! Then I trust thee to lead the—&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>No, no. You did not have a line here.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Why was that, one must wonder... Was it the excitement, the anticipation that got your tongue?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, well. Not the most exciting start to an adventure, was it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Let&#x27;s keep things interesting. Shall we move on?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#3e7fed;">[EP 2] - &#x27;WHICH TREATS DON QUIXOTE&#x27;S ENCOUNTER WITH THE BANDITS&#x27;</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Where None Shall Tread
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, shite! I can&#x27;t move!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Meursault</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>There is no observable method by which we may escape the flow of this stageplay.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;If we don&#x27;t have a choice in the matter, then... let&#x27;s at least pay attention to it.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Thinking back, we&#x27;ve never actually given much attention to Don Quixote&#x27;s stories before. We considered them to be too ridiculous. Too tiring to listen to. I could think of a thousand different excuses...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... we came up with to avoid having to listen to her stories.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Let&#x27;s pay attention to Don Quixote&#x27;s story for once, her story we never knew.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>In this tale, we look at but one of many, many adventures of Don Quixote.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Through the journey, the great adventurer Don Quixote visited many villages.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>And, eventually, the adventurer arrived at a village of shepherds.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>A village of shepherds, indeed...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Upon my arrival I could see plainly that the village was routinely terrorized by a band of highwaymen and raiders. Verily, I could see the palpable fear worn on the faces of the villagers. Thus, I inquired one of them to learn of what plagued them so.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Oh, my...! You must be the brave and famous adventurer Don Quixote! Please, deliver us from pain, milord.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Alack for woe! The wicked caitiffs—the bandits—fell upon thy village!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;I, Don Quixote, shan&#x27;t let pass this plain villainy and bullying unanswered!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Worry thee not, for I promise thee on all that is I, that I shall rout the no-good bandits from thy village!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;But... there&#x27;s too many for you to defeat all on your own, dear adventurer!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Do not let such fear plague thy mind, for there are no adventures in which I, Don Quixote, have not prevailed! Wouldst thou not agree?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah... hold on, hold on a minute. Something feels off, doesn&#x27;t it?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Aught doth?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Who might you be talking to? The Knight of the White Moon? Or... your brave steed, Rocinante?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, plainly...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... it must be Rocinante.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Many adventures have I braved alongside Rocinante. A friend and a compatriot whom I shan&#x27;t trade for anything in the world!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Wouldst thou not agree, dear Rocinante!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Y-ye, yes, your worship, Don Quixote.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Pffft, Greg? Didya just turn into a horse?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Now, now. Let&#x27;s try to focus on this adventure, shall we? Otherwise, Don Quixote, as brave an adventurer this hero may be, cannot fend off this whole horde of bandits all alone.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Indeed... There were too many of them. &#x27;Twas a battle most difficult, just as the villagers had feared.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Will this plan succeed, your worship?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;What better plan dost thou suggest, dear Rocinante?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Oh, well. I don&#x27;t have a plan or anything. I don&#x27;t know as much about the ways of adventuring as you do, Don Quixote.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;I shall stand as myself that is manifestly myself, Rocinante. That is to say, that I stand without fear!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Still... can&#x27;t you see that we are terribly outnumbered? Know that to back down is not to flee; that one must know when to stop their stride when danger outpaces hope...&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Shame, it seems that Rocinante was not as brave as Don Quixote. And not very compliant for a horse... or a pair of running shoes.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Haah.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Fie on thee, Rocinante. Hold thy tongue! In all the years I have lived and places I have visited, I am yet to know a pair of running shoes as rebellious as thee! Hast thou not espied enough of my courage to fight them? Then I, Don Quixote, shall prove it to thee this instant, Rocinante!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thus I, Don Quixote leapt into the fray the likes of which hath not been seen before, or thereafter.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Flee not, ye devious caitiffs!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Shouting so, I stabbed and stabbed and stabbed with all my strength behind the lance.</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="23">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 23</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Eventually, I managed to wholly purge the village of bandits and return the peace to where it belongs!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;O Don Quixote, your worship! I thank you for protecting our village. How may we repay this great favor?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The villagers spoke of the reward for this brave adventurer.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Of course they did. Expecting a reward for a job done well was a most natural thing, indeed. After all, who would do such difficult work for no pay?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;No need, my good lady! There is no need at all. I have merely done my duty as a righteous Fixer.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Oh my! For truth?! You helped us... for free? Without expecting any compensation?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Forsooth! For that! Is the duty of a Fixer. Ah, yet... ahem. If thou truly wishest to help, then... I do have aught to ask thee...&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Of course! Anything for you, brave adventurer!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;That is...! &#x27;Tis naught of any import, of course. &#x27;Tis... uh...&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>“…….”</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;... Huh?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ebcaa2;">But, um... how could we repay you...? We don&#x27;t have much money...</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Your running shoes look like they could fetch a nice price...</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#cc2424;">Fie on thee! A... ...doth not dole out justice based on promise of capital!</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#cc2424;">Still, if thou truly wishest to help, then...</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;This memory... Was that... Don Quixote...?&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, can&#x27;t have dead silence on the stage. Let&#x27;s keep things moving and head on to the next tale, shall we?</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Most unfair, I say...!!!</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="24">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 24</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#3e7fed;">[EP 3] - &#x27;IN WHICH IS RECOUNTED THE MATTER OF DON QUIXOTE AND THE HELMET&#x27;</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thus continues the adventures of Don Quixote.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;That &#x27;Relic&#x27; or whatever it is... is it even real? What if those bastards were lying to us?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Nay, such cannot be true, for they would not lie to their very deliverer. I am certain the Relic is near.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>The pair are clearly searching for something. But pray, what might that be?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;I beseech thee, fellow traveler of the road. Dost thou know aught about the local tale of &#x27;A Noble and Knightly Helm of the Absolutely and Incandescently Resplendent Mambrino&#x27;?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>“…….”</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Outis</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;If yer&#x27; lookin&#x27; for that... absol.. incan... whatever helmet, ye might wanna go up that little hill over yonder, walk along the trail all the way into the cave, and keep goin&#x27; deeper &#x27;till ye find the helm. At least that&#x27;s what folks say out &#x27;ere, milord.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Before the Cave
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Very well! Then I shall march to that cave posthaste!&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Cave's Deepest Fathoms
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thus, Rocinanate and I journeyed to that cave in search of that legendary helm. &#x27;Twasn&#x27;t easy, forsooth. One of trials that which dared to stand in our path was a big, scary bear...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;G-grrr...&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Behold, dear Rocinante! That creature there must be the man-eating bear the tales of which we have heard so much of.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Oi, how long am I gonna be in this getup? It&#x27;s pissin&#x27; me off.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Listen, you sod. It&#x27;s— &quot;Grrrr.&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;I am... beholding it...&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;...You can handle it, right? Like you always do?&quot;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&quot;Verily! A mere beast such as that bear shan&#x27;t match our strength!&quot;</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;What is it this time...?&gt;</td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="25">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 25</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Thus, we vanquished the bear and claimed the fabled Helm of Mambrino ours!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">Really, a bear?</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#ffef23;">I can obliterate that poor animal in less than three—</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2"><span style="color:#cc2424;">Oh, please. Where is the fun in that? We shall battle this fell beast like... ...from the books!</span></td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>H-helm...? Do you think these stories are... actual adventures of Don Quixote?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Miss Don Quixote. Not once have we truly given you chance to regale us with your tales of adventure.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mhm. She usually only talked about adventures of other Fixers.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Or she would persistently nag us about our own adventures.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;... I&#x27;m not sure. Let&#x27;s keep listening.&gt;</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              For once have I believed that &#x27;twas my time to shine...!!
+            </td>
           </tr>
-        </table>
-    </section>
-    
-    <section id="26">
-        <table border="1">
-            <tr>
-                <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 26</td>
-            </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2" style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center;">
-                  <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
-              </td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Rodion</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>W-what just happened? I... I just started saying the lines like I&#x27;ve known them by heart...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Y-yeah... it&#x27;s like... we were almost hypnotized by something. And it felt so real, as though we were really there.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I know this sounds absurd, but I clearly remember transforming into a horse. Then, a pair of running shoes, somehow. But I was still myself up here. Strange...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ah, how wonderful was that story, hm? I like this one much more than the juvenile, naive story of peace and happiness between humans and Bloodfiends that this place has to tell.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>So, where did you place that precious helm? If I had such a priceless artifact myself, I would be wearing it on my head every single day.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... Tragically, the helm ill fit my head. I had no choice but to leave it in mine warehouse.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Most likely...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Shame, shame. Why did you not keep a close eye on something so important, something you had to go through so much to claim?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>You might regret the want of it someday.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>As much as I would like to hear what comes next... this seems to be where I bid you all adieu.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I will open the entrance to Area 2, as promised. I&#x27;m sure there aren&#x27;t any other Bloodfiends who are as honest about their promises as I am.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Wicked... Bloodfiend, how dare—!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Don Quixote&#x27;s rage resumed just as the story ended, but she was still stuck in place as though the tale hadn&#x27;t left her body just yet.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>How exciting. What new tales shall greet you in the next Area, I wonder?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sansón</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Well, then... I hope you enjoy La Manchaland&#x27;s next Area, O righteous adventurer of justice... Don Quixote.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;What... was that...? That wasn&#x27;t a Golden Bough resonance, was it? It felt... slightly different.&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>I have no idea what he did to us, but we all helplessly froze in place. As though we were all collectively hypnotized...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It wasn&#x27;t like this when we entered Yi Sang&#x27;s fathoms, right?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Mm. Quite. We could then well tell that it was merely a reenactment of a tale with a pre-written script we read of our own volition.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Gregor</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Maybe it has something to do with that Bloodfiend&#x27;s... special ability?</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>It may be that he took advantage of La Manchaland&#x27;s Golden Bough resonating with a certain Sinner among us... and inserted his own power there to cause this phenomenon.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;We should... probably steer clear of that Bloodfiend...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>…….</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Dante</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>&lt;Faust...&gt;</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">We can&#x27;t continue this story. We shouldn&#x27;t.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">I didn&#x27;t have the courage to tell them what I&#x27;ve been thinking this whole time.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">That Don Quixote, the hero of the story in which she vanquished the bandits and protected an innocent village...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">That Don Quixote, whose eyes twinkled with sheer excitement at the thought of taking down La Manchaland...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... will eventually be forced to spill before every Sinner...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... That she is a Second Kindred, Bloodfiend.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>However, Dante...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Agh... the Bloodfiend hath given us the slip...!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Alas! We have dealt a fatal blow against one of them, and managed to activate the device we had intended to access! &#x27;Tis a very successful mission thus far, I say!</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">She was back to her usual, energetic self...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Faust</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>... there comes a time when one must awaken from their dream.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">... but Faust&#x27;s answer seemed to be pointing toward something else.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">Once the button was pressed, a low rumble emanated from around us...</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td colspan="2">And a large passageway slowly emerged before us, like gargantuan parts of a great machine ponderously clicking into place.</td>
-          </tr><tr>
-              <td class="icon">
-                  <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
-<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png">
-              </td>
-              <td>Ho! Let us hasten to the subsequent canto of this epic!</td>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Much did I wish to be the one to pull off the final flourish in
+              its deserved splendor...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Twas my chance to mark my name in the
+              newspapersuhuuhhh...!!!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Returning to P Corp.&#x27;s WARP train Station seemed to always
+              remind Don Quixote of our last misadventure. She&#x27;d repeated
+              that exact same complaint a few times by now.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hooh...? Wherefore dost thou make an expression of such great
+              dourness, Manager Esquire...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;I don&#x27;t even have an expression, let alone a face...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>How untrue, how untrue! Dost thou not see?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              All things blessed with existence has heart! Even the little
+              critters, and indeed, even the blades of grass which most people
+              bother not to linger even a fleeting thought upon! Forsooth, an
+              existence of a heart necessitates an &#x27;expression&#x27;
+              wouldst thou not say?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That is to say, we mustn&#x27;t let the strength of the body be
+              the scale with which we judge one&#x27;s measure; thus persevere,
+              let only thy unbending heart be the tool with which thou
+              dispensest justice! Hark, hark!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ugh... Right, out with it. Who encouraged the lass this time?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hearken unto me, Manager Esquiiiiiiiiiirrrrreeeehhhh?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Some time ago, in the freight car of the WARP train...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Aboard Mephistopheles, Past
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img
+                src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png"
+              />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;D-Don Quixote, hey? Can you hear me? S-say something...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Don Quixote regards me silently.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... No. That&#x27;s... some eldritch being, who I can&#x27;t help
+              but wish is Don Quixote... gazing at me.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              She opens her mouth. My instinct is screaming at me to not listen
+              to her. But...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img
+                src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png"
+              />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;D-Don Quixote...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img
+                src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png"
+              />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img
+                src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png"
+              />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Has the... ... ended?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;No...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;I don&#x27;t... think it&#x27;s... ended...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img
+                src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png"
+              />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Is that so.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img
+                src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png"
+              />
+            </td>
+            <td>Rocinante, to me...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img
+                src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png"
+              />
+            </td>
+            <td>... I beseech you.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I don&#x27;t know if I gave her the right answer.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Though my answer was an almost instinctual relay of a thought that
+              manifested in my head, Don Quixote closes her eyes upon hearing my
+              reply.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              As though drifting away into a gentle, pleasant dream.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              And I carefully slip the ragged pair of running shoes she called
+              Rocinante onto her feet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">And I make a silent wish.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Let her blood-red eyes never, ever open again.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> P Corp. WARP train platform Past
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…Hm?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Arriv... have we arrived?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hunnhhh... FIE!!! What devilry is this?! Whither hath the
+              villainous Bloodfiend gone?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Don Quixote…&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Didst thou strike down the cur?!?!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> P Corp. WARP train platform
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">And, back to present...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I kinda feel like we all missed out on something cool. Wish I was
+              there with Faust and Dante when it all went down to see how you
+              guys managed to kill that guy, y&#x27;know?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Let&#x27;s not leave a certain someone out of the story, hmm? She
+              was there as well, though she embarrassingly passed out like a
+              coward in front of that Bloodfiend. The shame of Limbus company, I
+              say.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>S.O.L.C. Pathetic...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... C&#x27;mon. We all passed out too, didn&#x27;t we?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hnnnnngggghhhh...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I suppose I should have been there to take the reins of the
+              Sinners.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Were you that scared of that Bloodfiend, Don Quixote...?
+              That&#x27;s okay. I understand how you feel.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hooah... A true hero standeth still and calm, unmoving in the face
+              of such base mockery...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I agree, Rodya. I do feel like we missed out on something big.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because when we got there in the aftermath, all we saw was a very
+              confused-looking Dante standing over the Bloodfiend&#x27;s...
+              exploded... melted... parts.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Huh? I-I was...? Standing? Confused? Was I?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Forsooth! Why didst thou not wake me?! I would have even forgiven
+              thee for slapping my cheeks upside-down—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So... what actually happened in there?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;I-I already told you guys earlier, didn&#x27;t I?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You just trailed off with a &quot;That&#x27;s... uh...
+              Y&#x27;know...&quot; until we changed the subject. What are you
+              talking about?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Executive Manager, perhaps you were in a similar state of
+              explosive delirium to the one you experienced earlier?! I am
+              referring to the time when your head burst into flames!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Oh, n-no, it&#x27;s, uh...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Outis began glaring at me warily as though my clock—head—was about
+              to explode at any moment.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;That... didn&#x27;t happen.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;That didn&#x27;t happen&quot;, huh...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, if ya won&#x27;t talk, then~ I turn to Miss Faust, our
+              second eyewitness! Can I get some statements from you, madam?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Rodya asks confidently, still in the mood to play detective.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Faust does not have any information she deems necessary to share
+              at the moment.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Gotcha, then right back to you, witness Dante—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Listen up. I have an important announcement to make, so pay close
+              attention.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I have no idea if it was a coincidence or not, but...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Vergilius stepped in at just the right moment to divert the
+              Sinners&#x27; away from me.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As you are all well aware, we have been contracted by P Corp to
+              work on a case here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Hm. I suppose we&#x27;ve done this song and dance enough times
+              for you to know what&#x27;s coming.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Right, right. I &#x27;spose we&#x27;ll be havin&#x27; a scuffle,
+              song, dance, whatever the higher-up toffs want with Distortions or
+              Abnormalities or what have you. Did I get that right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Aha! And &#x27;tis a quest that leads us to lay claim upon another
+              Golden Bough in our hands, is it not?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Don Quixote replies, brimming with excitement.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yes. Well, if the two of you were able to catch on that quick,
+              then I don&#x27;t suppose any further elaboration is necessary.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>However, this operation will be somewhat...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... No, let me correct myself. This operation will be
+              &#x27;drastically&#x27; different from anything you have done so
+              far. It may be one of our most... bothersome missions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well... when hasn&#x27;t it been like that?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I guess it would be pretty &#x27;bothersome&#x27; to have to tag
+              along with a group that&#x27;s two, three times larger than our
+              own, though. But...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The Sinners&#x27; intuition appears to be growing sharper by the
+              day.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh... are we... actually?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You know what? I think I&#x27;m just going to... keep these
+              guesses to myself from now on.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It&#x27;s not something that can be negotiated. Well, isn&#x27;t
+              it better to join a group three times our size rather than to
+              oppose it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Will this be a joint operation, then? Who will we be working with?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mmm... can&#x27;t say I have the fondest memories of... joint
+              operations.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Memories of pain, if you will.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Our mission at K Corp. was our first and last experience with a
+              &#x27;joint operation&#x27;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Eugh, I still vividly remember watching Meursault&#x27;s arm
+              flyin&#x27; off, smacking against a pillar, and squelching onto
+              the floor...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A more accurate recounting of the event would have included the
+              fact that my scapula was also forcibly separated from my torso.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Can&#x27;t we just keep this between us? The other guys&#x27;ll
+              just get in our way and screw everything up...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I can&#x27;t believe I&#x27;m saying this, but... I strongly agree
+              with that one.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>How presumptuous of you all.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You&#x27;d do well to remember that you are not the only team
+              coming into this operation harboring such arrogant thoughts.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This contract is, after all, an Open Contract posted by the Hana
+              Association, the Association overlooking the operations of Fixers—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Vergilius stopped himself, noticing an ominous aura from one of
+              the Sinners.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HAAH—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              There stood Don Quixote, practically vibrating with excitement...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Someone, gag Don Quixote. At your earliest convenience.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Allow me.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Uoogh! Outi—mmph! Mmph!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Anyway. This means that our colleagues joining this operation
+              won&#x27;t be any ragtag bands of Fixers from some alleyway Office
+              no one&#x27;s ever heard of. It is very likely that Fixers from
+              somewhat established Associations will be joining us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>MMMPH!! MMH! MMH! MMH! MMH!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You...! Stop wriggling your lips!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I am so glad that Outis was here to stop Don Quixote from
+              exploding into joy.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Because if she hadn&#x27;t, we&#x27;d be drawing the attention of
+              every single person in a sizable radius around us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Right. So what kind of monster are we dealin&#x27; with this time?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>More than that— How do they want it done?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You&#x27;re talking like some shady Backstreets Fixer...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Vergilius looked up just as Heathcliff asked his question.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Further details...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... will be shared by our client, who graces us with her timely
+              arrival.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="two">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 2</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> P Corp. WARP train platform
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              So she&#x27;s the one we were supposed to meet here at the
+              station...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              My, my... what an honor this is, to meet the Red Gaze himself in
+              the flesh.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Everyone, I am pleased to meet you all. I am Cesara, Head Manager
+              of P Corp. Archival Department.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Archival Department? So you are... bookkeepers, then?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              In a manner of speaking, yes. It is a rather significant
+              department within P Corp., regardless of how other Wings treat
+              their own archivists.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If a bigwig like the Head Manager of such an important Department
+              is here to see us herself, then... boy, I guess we really are
+              putting our names out there.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Not an entirely incorrect assessment. I did hear some things about
+              you and Limbus Company through the word of mouth.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What was it...? Ah, yes. A medium-sized enterprise with its
+              employees gladly braving death to see a contract to its end. All
+              just to obtain these... &#x27;Golden Boughs&#x27;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That&#x27;s true, I guess, but...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Hey, she&#x27;s actually making us sound pretty impressive,
+              huh...?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              For-sooth! I, and my dearest compatriots, have vanquished
+              countless evils through all kinds of hardships and deadly foes!
+              Braved death, indeed.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The other Sinners were more confused than impressed by her
+              description, but it was clear from Don Quixote&#x27;s practically
+              twinkling eyes that she was immensely infatuated by it.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>We did receive a brief of this contract.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A particularly stubborn Urban Nightmare case, which all kinds of
+              Fixers have failed to rout despite their repeated attempts.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Correct.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I doubt it is customary for the Head Manager of an entire
+              department to greet every no-name Fixer Office looking to make a
+              name for themselves.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Correct again.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And seeing how you&#x27;ve gone to the lengths to privately
+              deliver this particular contract to our hands...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... this isn&#x27;t a simple Urban Nightmare eradication contract,
+              is it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I sense that your expectations of us extend beyond simply
+              defeating it.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There must be a particular task you&#x27;re expecting us to
+              &#x27;brave death&#x27; for, given your emphasis.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Hm. What an odd feeling. I wasn&#x27;t going to hide it from
+              you anyway, but... it feels as though you&#x27;re reading me like
+              an open book.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              We stared in dumbfounded silence as Vergilius effortlessly cut
+              through the hoops to get to the core of the contract.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yes. Your people were quite blunt about this when you contacted us
+              first. That there&#x27;s this &#x27;Golden Bough&#x27; somewhere
+              near our eradication target.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              My, I was so astonished when I picked up that call. Your people
+              refused to answer our questions, refused to tell us what those
+              &#x27;Golden Boughs&#x27; are, insisted that we let your people
+              inside the zone to confirm the exact coordinates... I almost
+              thought it was a prank call or something.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I believe we also made you an offer you couldn&#x27;t refuse.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Haah. I don&#x27;t know if it&#x27;s a particularly versatile
+              agent or a very proactive intelligence department, but your
+              company has some serious intel gathering capabilities.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Cesara let out a deep sigh and leaned against a wall, her
+              shoulders slumping slightly.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So what exactly are we eradicating this time?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Given that we have hopeful Fixers queuing up to join the
+              mission... what, is an escaped Abnormality wreaking havoc
+              somewhere like last time? Or is it a Distortion, because if it is—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Cesara wordlessly stared at Ishmael as she began to rapid-fire her
+              list of questions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, uh... ah, right. Forgot to explain. So Abnormalities and
+              Distortions are the kind of &#x27;monsters&#x27; that may look
+              similar at first glance—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... If only our problem was just another monster to deal with.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Something had caught my eye immediately after we arrived at this
+              place.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;The missing persons flyers...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Countless flyers, each in search of a different person, were taped
+              to the pillars inside the station.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Looks like people of P Corp. are randomly going missing in no
+              discernible age or gender patterns.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Cesara, realizing that we were staring at the wall of missing
+              person flyers, began.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As you can see, the flyers are all old, faded, and tattered to the
+              point where the papers are starting to peel off.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Which means that none of them have returned home safely.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So we&#x27;re not dealing with an entity, then...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... It is a phenomenon.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The land where the happiest smiles bloom.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The &#x27;amusement park&#x27; of fables and legends, La
+              Manchaland.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>La Manchaland...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              More than several dozen people have been reported missing. But the
+              real number is likely much higher.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Most of the guests who visited La Manchaland, which mysteriously
+              materialized two months ago at the Backstreets of P Corp... are
+              still trapped within.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They have gone &#x27;missing&#x27;, thou sayest? Yet how can that
+              be? &#x27;Tis against the nature of amusement parks to be so full
+              of horror, not joy...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I simply did not have enough manpower under my authority to deal
+              with this. It was designated an Urban Plague three days after its
+              first appearance, and now it&#x27;s been escalated to an Urban
+              Nightmare.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Curious. If it is a mere Urban Nightmare, not even a Star of the
+              City, then shouldn&#x27;t P Corp. be able to easily handle this on
+              its own?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mm... that&#x27;s the thing. The other departments aren&#x27;t
+              really interested in this phenomenon, which means that the Martial
+              Department won&#x27;t be sending their elite employees to handle
+              this case.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Wha— Yet wherefore? Wherefore doth P Corp. not deploy their elite
+              forces to swiftly vanquish this risk to the lives of the
+              innocent?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote was now completely and emotionally invested in this
+              gripping tale of tragedy that our client was sharing.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Cesara seemed to be enjoying Don Quixote&#x27;s excessive,
+              almost theatrical reaction.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Because the phenomenon only affects the Backstreets.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Imagine if it happened somewhere within the Nest; squadrons of
+              elite agents from the Compression Department would&#x27;ve
+              descended the moment it manifested.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That&#x27;s enough beating around the bush, Head Manager Cesara.
+              What more are you hiding?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It would&#x27;ve been a walk in the park for someone of your
+              status and station to requisition agents from a different
+              department.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, explain. Why did you really go through the trouble of hiring
+              Limbus Company?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yes, yes. My, you really are unrelenting.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Fine. I confess. The goal of our department...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... isn&#x27;t the eradication of La Manchaland.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Huh?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now, you will soon be heading into La Manchaland with the other
+              Fixers.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A piece of advice, if you will; do not let the other Fixers know
+              that you are here to find the Golden Bough.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If they were to somehow find out that there is this mysterious
+              artifact called the &#x27;Golden Bough&#x27; hidden somewhere
+              within that zone...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... it could start attracting unwanted attention from Fixers who
+              consider it a bounty separate from the eradication reward. No need
+              to stir the pot, hm?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And I&#x27;m sure you are all savvy enough to know that it would
+              be wise to keep quiet about the true objective of our
+              department... if you know what I mean.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I hear you loud and clear. Let&#x27;s keep this hush-hush between
+              P Corp. and Limbus Company, we both get what we want, and we can
+              go our separate ways once this business is over. No fuss, no muss.
+              Did I get that right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That&#x27;s a pretty good summary.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Who do you think we are? I can tell you right now that, when it
+              comes to OPSEC—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... some of us might fall slightly behind.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It&#x27;s about time we got to the point. We&#x27;re only
+              attracting more unwanted eyes by lingering here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... That&#x27;s true.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Here is your mission. Enter La Manchaland. Find the thing—or
+              someone—that created La Manchaland, and bring it to me.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Or someone...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;The thing—or someone&quot; is too insufficient a
+              description. We do not even know if what we seek is made of
+              organic or inorganic material.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So why do you need the... thing... person... who created La
+              Manchaland? Shouldn&#x27;t eradicating it be enough?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Hah.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Cesara&#x27;s eyes twinkled for a brief moment as they lingered on
+              Sinclair.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>D-did I say something wrong...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I don&#x27;t know. I suppose I was flabbergasted by your boldness
+              of daring to ask a question like that.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Notice how I&#x27;m not asking you why you&#x27;re looking for the
+              Golden Boughs?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ahh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well, it&#x27;s not like a big secret or anything.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If you really do want to know, here it is. I just want whoever, or
+              whatever it is behind this case to be held responsible for the
+              damages they&#x27;ve caused.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mm, forsooth! A villain who hath committed such wicked atrocity
+              deserveth a punishment most fitting!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And as a little bonus, I get to put some achievements under my
+              belt to give my department a little push to rise above the others.
+              I could use some promotion right about now, you know.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I suppose it doesn&#x27;t matter whether we accept your
+              proposition or not. You must have already reached an agreement
+              with the top brass of our company.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Right. But what if, after kickin&#x27; the phenomenon&#x27;s
+              arse, we don&#x27;t bother bringin&#x27; in the bloke who made
+              that bizarre amusement park?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What&#x27;ll you do then?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Heathcliff spoke crassly, but it was a reasonable question.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              After all, there was also a chance that we could *fail* to bring
+              the culprit here, even if we wanted to.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, then I suppose we&#x27;ll start looking into what these
+              &#x27;Golden Boughs&#x27; are, even if we won&#x27;t get our hands
+              on them immediately.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hah. So you&#x27;ll start getting in our way if we don&#x27;t
+              bring you what you want, is that it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It would be a rather unnecessary and cost-ineffective research
+              investment, of course, but you just might force our hand if you
+              don&#x27;t do as we requested.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Besides... While La Manchaland is only an Urban Nightmare at the
+              moment, its threat level is rising exponentially. This means that
+              more and more people in the City are beginning to catch wind of
+              this case.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Numerous Fixers from all over the City are gathering here at this
+              very moment to eradicate La Manchaland, to demonstrate my point.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, you&#x27;re saying that we&#x27;re not your only option.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mhm, who doesn&#x27;t love fame and fortune? We could always get a
+              truckload of willing participants if we wanted to.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, and maybe, just maybe, some Fixers among them may find
+              themselves becoming particularly interested in these Golden
+              Boughs. I swear, these precious artifacts must have a particular
+              smell that attracts Fixers like bees to honey.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Got it. You want this mission taken care of before the
+              phenomenon attracts too much attention.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, you&#x27;re cutting right through the fluff again!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Anyways, you got that right. Isn&#x27;t it so fortunate how we
+              both seem to be under the impression that what each of us is
+              looking for won&#x27;t be of much use to the other? For now, at
+              least?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I suppose that is why you&#x27;re keeping the nature of those
+              Golden Boughs discreet, and that is why we&#x27;re keeping it on
+              the down low about what created La Manchaland.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Agreed. The more eyes observe an info, the less value it has. Like
+              run-of-the-mill mass-produced products.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Haah... of course it&#x27;s all work talk. I got excited for a sec
+              thinkin&#x27; we were about to get some nice souvenirs.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>We have very high expectations for every single one of you.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              After all, you&#x27;re all willing to die for this, aren&#x27;t
+              you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;She keeps saying that...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              This is what every single one of our contracts has been like.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Our stability and safety go out the window the moment a mission
+              begins in earnest.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              We share nothing but our cold goals and objectives, not exchanging
+              anything deeper than the shallowest transactions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I&#x27;d grown to accept this as an inevitability, but...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I do know that this is... probably not the right way.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>AHEM!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Amidst the dull and resigned eyes of the other Sinners, Don
+              Quixote&#x27;s eyes alone burned with passionate fire.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thou mayest put thy faith in us, Head Manager Cesara!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I, Don Quixote, and my compatriots here at Limbus Company shall
+              put an end to the terrible reign of this &#x27;La
+              Manchaland&#x27;, and rescue every single victim it hath claimed!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And mark my words; we shall pinch this vile rascal who created La
+              Manchaland by the collar and present them before thee! Prithee,
+              smite them with the hammer of justice in everyone&#x27;s stead.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              My, my...! You certainly know how to inspire confidence.
+              That&#x27;s more than I could say for the vast majority of Fixers
+              I&#x27;ve known!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Sniff... I, Don Quixote, shall battle valiantly and honorably;
+              thus shall my name be forever etched in the halls of P Corp....!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote was bouncing up and down like she was prepared to
+              stand at Cesara&#x27;s beck and call.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Please stop...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This woman certainly wasted no time figuring out how to turn her
+              into putty in her hands...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It really ain&#x27;t that difficult to see how the lass works, to
+              be fair...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well, then! Shall we get a move on?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Let us depart! Lead the way, Lady Cesara!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, I&#x27;m sorry. Sadly, I can&#x27;t go there with you.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Please head to the location marked on this piece of paper.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet wherefore?! A journey on thy lonesome shall be so dreary, no?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Isn&#x27;t it obvious? If we show up at the Fixers&#x27; gathering
+              with the Head Manager of a whole department in tow, we&#x27;ll
+              attract more eyes than superstars on a red carpet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yep. I&#x27;m sure they&#x27;ll sniff out our connection to P
+              Corp. at a glance...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet... are not stars of... super variety a good goal to strive
+              for?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Don Quixote... this might come as news to you, but sometimes words
+              can mean more than one thing at a time...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Cesara</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Cesare.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Here&#x27;s a pass that&#x27;ll let you move freely between the
+              Backstreets and the Nest of P Corp. Do note that it&#x27;s a work
+              visa, however, so it won&#x27;t last forever.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hmm... If they can just hand out something so important this
+              easily, I can&#x27;t imagine why her department won&#x27;t be able
+              to handle it themselves...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Sinclair was still quietly suspicious, but that small doubt was
+              practically buried in the brief commotion that followed as Sinners
+              gathered in front of Cesara to receive their visa.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="three">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 3</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Cesara&#x27;s directions led us to an empty lot in the
+              Backstreets.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... The hell is this now?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This ain&#x27;t like the tight alleyways of the Backstreets I
+              know. What&#x27;s this huge empty lot doin&#x27; here?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Right? Weird, it&#x27;s rare to see this much real estate go
+              unused in the Backstreets.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There are a bunch of banners hanging by the buildings for some
+              reason, too.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Miss Faust and I will converse with the person in charge. The rest
+              of you, assess the situation in the meantime.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Don&#x27;t start any troub...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Don&#x27;t start too much trouble until we return.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thou mayest place thy faith in us!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... He&#x27;s given up on the slim hope that we won&#x27;t be
+              getting into any trouble without him.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well, let&#x27;s see what we&#x27;re working with here...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The empty lot was surrounded by all kinds of warning signs and
+              perimeter tapes, deterring anyone from haphazardly wandering
+              inside...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... And when we reached out to grab the tapes to duck under
+              them...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Dude, hey! Dude!!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... a voice rang out, stopping us in our tracks.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yeah? ... I mean, what?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Alright, I&#x27;ll be nice since it doesn&#x27;t seem like you
+              guys know what you just walked into. This place is off-limits,
+              okay? Off-limits!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Fixers only, like me and the rest of the people gathered here,
+              yeah? F-I-X-E-R-S. Civvies aren&#x27;t allowed on the operation
+              grounds! Jeez, these P Corp. folks sure are sloppy with their
+              perimeter job.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wait, why did you look at me when you said that? Why—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ooh, thou art concerned for our safety? No worries, good man! No
+              worries!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Fixers we may not be, but the daring heart of justice that burns
+              within thee is just as bright in our own! Forsooth, we are
+              prepared to brave death to see it!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote confidently leaps over the warning tape and scampers
+              into the empty lot.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              H-hey...! Do you have any idea what you&#x27;re walking into—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hark! We arrive here on a contract, just as you! The contract for
+              the eradication of La Manchaland!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Crowd of Fixers</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I could practically hear everyone in the empty lot turning around
+              to look at us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The looks on their eyes could hardly be described as friendly; in
+              fact, their alarm at our arrival was palpable.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              That&#x27;s when one of the Fixers, wielding a massive weapon,
+              strode in our direction.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You&#x27;re here for the hunt? You twerps?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Uh... uhm... Oh, oh man! Silly me, I forgot to do maintenance for
+              my weapons. I don&#x27;t have time for this! I guess I&#x27;ll,
+              uh, go take care of that now! Bye!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The obnoxious guy, who was clearly way in over his head, hurried
+              away when the giant of a Fixer stomped his way into the
+              conversation...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... and the other Fixers shook their heads as though they knew
+              what was about to happen.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You&#x27;re clearly not Fixers from an Association, obviously not
+              anyone from an Office of even passing renown...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How many more of these small-time freeloaders are we going to take
+              on? Accept any more of them, and we&#x27;d end up having to split
+              an Ahn of that reward money between us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... We&#x27;re already gettin&#x27; these bloody tossers
+              rearin&#x27; for a fight, eh?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Emblems on their garbs patently say &quot;Fanghunt Office&quot;,
+              yet... to hunt fangs has to mean...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You even seen one of &#x27;em in person before?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Prithee, seen what?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Bloodfiends.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Bloodfiends? Wait, we&#x27;re dealing with Bloodfiends in this
+              contract?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We were not informed of any Bloodfiend involvement in this
+              contract.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Would you look at that. Know-nothing amateurs, all of &#x27;em.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Intimidating Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It makes my blood boil to watch idiots like you rushing to nab a
+              contract just for the promise of some cash and fame. Not only do
+              you get in the way of the hunt, but you also really spoil the fun
+              out of this activity.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Say, what? What&#x27;s so wrong with keeping your eye on the
+              money?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Rodya, I don&#x27;t think they&#x27;re here just for the contract
+              reward...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm, yes. This case seems to hold a special meaning to them. Fools
+              driven by their creed are much more troublesome to deal with than
+              simpletons motivated by money.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I refuse to take part in an operation alongside these idiots who
+              don&#x27;t even know what it&#x27;s like to deal with Bloodfiends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>S.T.F.U.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As much as I would like to avoid entertaining you amateurs,
+              I&#x27;ll admit that curiosity has gotten the better of me. What
+              did she just say to me?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Shut the fuck up, you arrogant son of—!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... It was &quot;Shut that flaphole, ugly&quot;.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Looks like you let a bit of your personal feelings bleed into that
+              interpretation~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>But yours wasn&#x27;t half bad. Heh.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A-anyways! This isn&#x27;t our first Bloodfiend contract, you
+              know? It may not be much, but we&#x27;ve dealt with them before!
+              W-we don&#x27;t deserve to get talked down to by you like that!
+              Not one of us!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... At least when it comes to fighting...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Great comeback, but I&#x27;m docking a few points for that
+              hesitation there...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So this ain&#x27;t your first rodeo, eh? Then show me what
+              you&#x27;ve got. Let&#x27;s see if you&#x27;re all talk or if
+              you&#x27;re &#x27;real hunters&#x27; ready for the real deal.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Wha— Haah... Mate, are we really doin&#x27; this? Here? Before we
+              even set foot in there? I&#x27;m tellin&#x27; you, we&#x27;ve got
+              permits and everything!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Don&#x27;t be a baby. I&#x27;ll hurt you just enough to send you
+              home crying. Will a broken arm and a leg convince you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You&#x27;ll thank us on your train home. I&#x27;d say an arm and a
+              leg are much more acceptable losses than getting your blood
+              brutally drained by a Bloodfiend.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="four">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 4</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Your... transformations... I must say, I haven&#x27;t seen
+              anything like it before.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That enough demonstration for you, you twit?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Fine. I&#x27;ll admit, you&#x27;ve got some skill.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ooh, they&#x27;re not half bad! We always welcome cooperation with
+              fellow Fixers who can carry their own weight.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey, I recognize you. I saw you guys busily chatting away back at
+              the WARP train platform. My name&#x27;s Romero, by the way.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You just sat there and watched as your men were out here fighting?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, but the fight was already underway when I got here. And I
+              doubt I would&#x27;ve been able to talk them out of it. Besides, I
+              had a feeling that you guys could hold your own against my men.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So please allow me to ask for your understanding. They&#x27;re not
+              bad people; they&#x27;re just on edge. Anyone would be after what
+              they&#x27;ve gone through in their struggles against the
+              Bloodfiends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You have my understanding. Hunting entities such as those who lie
+              beyond the ken must plant seeds of doubt in many a heart of men.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Right. And I do agree with them, at least partially. The bar set
+              by P Corp. and the Hana Association for Fixers participating in
+              this contract is... shockingly low and indiscriminate.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If it were up to me, I would&#x27;ve set a more strict set of
+              conditions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              His friendly smile faltered slightly as he gestured around the
+              empty lot.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Look around, over there by the command tent. Just one look at who
+              we&#x27;re working with, and I&#x27;m sure it&#x27;ll become
+              plenty clear that they don&#x27;t know what they&#x27;re walking
+              into. They should&#x27;ve hired only the professionals to take on
+              this contract.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Around the command tent...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              We all simultaneously turned to look at the large, noisy tent.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Wow. Chat, is this for real? There was a huge brawl by the
+              entrance! It&#x27;s real amateur hour out here, guys. Can you
+              believe that I gotta stand shoulder-to-shoulder with these idiots
+              for the contract...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What... the hell is he doing?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              In the distance, we saw some guy running his mouth and striking
+              several exaggerated, dramatic poses at a tiny device—most likely a
+              camera of sorts.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I... no, we have all had experience with someone like him in
+              the past.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;That guy reminds me of a certain someone...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... He&#x27;s taking pics like that guy, Siegfried.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              He ran around for a while, visiting every corner of the empty lot,
+              trying to get every detail in the frame...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... and suddenly started striding toward us in an annoyed gait.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hello, yes, you guys over there!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>H-hast thou called upon us?!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Do you mind loitering around somewhere else? Shoo, you&#x27;re
+              getting in the way of my viewers, guys.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>But... you&#x27;re literally in our way. Guy.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              He whipped his attention back to the camera as though he was
+              pretending not to hear what Ishmael said, or as if he decided that
+              her words weren&#x27;t worth entertaining.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, you wanna know where I am? Hold onto your seats, guys.
+              I&#x27;m at the Backstreets of District 16. Yep, where P Corp. is!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh yeah. Remember the P Corp. 150 Vintage Semi-permanent Canned
+              Ice Cream unboxing &amp; review livestream? Yep, the very same.
+              Unfortunately, I&#x27;m not here to eat ice cream today.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So I&#x27;ve been meaning to ask... who&#x27;s that fella even
+              talking to? The heck&#x27;s he doing?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I think he&#x27;s talking to his &#x27;viewers&#x27; who are
+              watching his show...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It appears that he is the host of a certain show. It has been
+              reported that, in certain parts of the City, a new culture of
+              &quot;livestreaming&quot; via those cameras has been on the rise.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What a rude piece of work. Don&#x27;t let him get ya down, kiddo~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What... what a...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>H-huh...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Sob... what a glorious day it is...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Behold! This man is Sir Camille of Cinq Association West, his name
+              honored as one of the &#x27;Top Ten Up-and-coming New Generation
+              Fixers&#x27; featured in the October issue of &#x27;Fixers
+              Monthly&#x27;, one of the big three Fixer Magazines of the City!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I know we say this every single time, but most people don&#x27;t
+              know what— Haah, nevermind.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How?! Have ye not hearken&#x27;d when I shared this news of grave
+              significance aboard the bus?! Hath none of you heeded mine words!?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Are you mad? Why would I listen to you when I can nap instead?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Such haranguing over a winding path... is oft a cause for sickness
+              on the road, Miss Don Quixote.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The grumbling Sinners clearly existed outside Don Quixote&#x27;s
+              world; she was breathing very heavily, a look of admiration clear
+              on her face.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Heeugh... I for one did not imagine even in mine wildest dreams
+              that I should be shaking hands with Sir Camille in person...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Of course, no one &#x27;shook hands&#x27; or exchanged the
+              simplest pleasantries with Camille just yet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="five">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 5</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So embarrassing... Do you really have to clown around with that
+              thing while on a mission?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Wow! Hey chat, look! Allow me to introduce you all to Paula from
+              the Zwei Association. She&#x27;ll be my sidekick in this mission.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Listen, I&#x27;m not your sidekick—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As you can probably tell from her outfit, she&#x27;s a Fixer from
+              the west, just like myself.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The Association sometimes sticks me with sidekicks like her
+              against my will for some contracts. A joint operation, you know?
+              Hm? Oh yeah, totally. I know I really shine when I work alone~ But
+              what can I do? Gotta do what the higher-ups tell me to do. You get
+              it, right~?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, why don&#x27;t you say hello to my dear fans anyway, Miss
+              Paula?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oooh...! A collaboration of the Cinq and the Zwei, two formidable
+              forces together as one...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">I think she&#x27;s tearing up...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What... great... glorious... grand... blood-pumping feeling this
+              is...! My heart pounds madly, as though its explosion nigh...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The great figures I had previously seen only through recordings,
+              through books, through figurines... are here before me in the
+              flesh...! Conversing, ambling, right before mine eyes...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Do you know most of the Fixers here then, Don Quixote?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If a Fixer hath been featured in one of the magazines I am
+              subscribed to, then verily! Heh heh heh.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Right. If that&#x27;s the case... and if everyone here really
+              are all Fixers...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... then she probably knows who that person is too, right? That
+              person who&#x27;s been staring daggers at us this whole time.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Then... who are they over there? That group of Fixers
+              who&#x27;s been staring at us for a while.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ah, allow me to observe!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hath our reputation already preceded us?! To be recognized by mere
+              sight... Muahaha, &#x27;tis a joyous conundrum, indeed! Eheh,
+              &#x27;tis precisely why I had said that I must graciously bow out
+              from that special feature on the front page of a newspaper!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Umm...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Uhmmm...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hmm...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm, I may have a few gaps in my knowledge. &#x27;Tis probable that
+              they are from a small, upstart Office that hath only recently
+              registered itself. But &#x27;tis clear from the fashion in which
+              they are garbed that they hail from the east...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What a relief.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Conveniently, I recognize who they are.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hoyday?!?! Thou recognizest a Fixer whom I do not? For truth?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote stares at Hong Lu in utter disbelief.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Meursault. C&#x27;mon, man. Don&#x27;t look back at them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We have been looking at each other for a while. There is no reason
+              for me to avert my eyes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              My man, that&#x27;s what most people call a staring contest, and
+              it&#x27;s rude. So let&#x27;s just—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Uhh, they&#x27;re all walking toward us. S-should we wave at them
+              or something?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Crap. Then, uh... yeah, let&#x27;s stare right back at them again.
+              Let&#x27;s at least not come off like we&#x27;re scared of
+              &#x27;em. Yeah. Confidence.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;You know they&#x27;re within hearing distance, right...?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yep, they&#x27;re right in front of us...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Bloody hell, don&#x27;t look away, lad! Eyeball &#x27;em right
+              back, we don&#x27;t wanna get caught unawares if we&#x27;re about
+              to get into fisticuffs. Oi, lass! Have you got business with us or
+              what?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Huh? What&#x27;s with that grin on your face?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ha ha, I didn&#x27;t know I&#x27;d be introducing her to everyone
+              so soon...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Please say hello...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... to my little sister, Jia Xichun.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Little sister?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Little sister?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I almost didn&#x27;t recognize you. Last I remember, you were only
+              up to my knees in height.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That&#x27;s because I was a child the last time you saw me.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And here I was, wondering what kind of impressive shenanigans you
+              were preparing for since you left home...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This is it? Is this all you&#x27;ve managed to build of your own
+              faction?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ha ha, they&#x27;re not my &#x27;faction&#x27;, Xichun. Come on,
+              let me introduce you to them. I&#x27;ll start here: this is Mr.
+              Gregor. Say hello~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Y-yo...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Pfft, don&#x27;t be shy! My name&#x27;s Ro—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Forget it. I don&#x27;t have time for this.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Jia Xichun gave us a side-eye before dismissively cutting us off.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Welp...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Okay. Oh! Hey, you&#x27;ve not only grown in height, Xichun...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I see that your circle of friends has been growing too, just
+              like mine. Are they new?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              To call them &#x27;friends&#x27; was a very optimistic assessment
+              on Hong Lu&#x27;s part.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Because...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The people who accompanied Jia Xichun were all threateningly
+              sizing us up like they were getting ready for a fight.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You don&#x27;t really think they&#x27;re my &#x27;friends&#x27;,
+              do you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I&#x27;m still far behind my older siblings, anyway.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Mhm, I see.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Do you know that some of us are still out here, looking for you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I do. Oh, that reminds me... I ran into Jia Huan earlier and had a
+              quick chat with him.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Huh, and you&#x27;re still in one piece after a run-in with that
+              asshole? Still lucky as always, huh?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I think back to the time we first met this... Jia Huan.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              His venomous words. That contemptuous look he gave us as we lay
+              there dying. It seems that moment was embellished into a pleasant
+              &#x27;quick chat&#x27; in Hong Lu&#x27;s memory.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Either that, or that interaction was what counts as a
+              &#x27;quick chat&#x27; for Hong Lu.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Xichun, I overheard that this is a pretty dangerous place. People
+              have been going missing around here. Why don&#x27;t you and your
+              friends go find somewhere safe to take refuge in?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ha ha ha... I still can&#x27;t tell if you&#x27;re trying to be
+              funny, or if you&#x27;re genuinely worried for me.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Listen, my naive brother. I got here first, okay? Earlier than you
+              and your &#x27;faction&#x27;... I mean, your second-rate minions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Is this making sense to you? I&#x27;m here to take part in the
+              eradication of La Manchaland. I&#x27;m pretty sure I have better
+              intel on this place than you do.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You are...? But why would you take part in something like this?
+              It&#x27;s not like you need the reward money, right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, you don&#x27;t say. And I doubt you&#x27;re in it for some
+              pocket money, either.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Pocket money, huh... Sure, whatever. &#x27;Pocket money&#x27;...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, then is it... Ah, nevermind. I don&#x27;t think you or Mister
+              Wei are going to answer that question anyway.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Hong Lu&#x27;s eyes momentarily diverted from his younger sister
+              to her posse.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              There stood a long-haired man, who looked toward Jia Xichun as
+              though he was asking for her permission, then...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... walked toward us and bowed deeply and politely toward Hong Lu.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... It has been a while, young master.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Wow~ It&#x27;s been so long, Mister Wei! Still escorting Xichun, I
+              see?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yes, I am still in her service, despite my shortcomings.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm... I&#x27;m worried that it might be too dangerous in there...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Aha! Why don&#x27;t you tag along with us, Xichun? Let&#x27;s do
+              this together.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Young master... I see that you are still yourself.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Forget that. Why don&#x27;t you mind your own business, and we go
+              our separate ways?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I can see that you and your friends have some real talent for
+              attracting attention... but I prefer to keep things discreet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And I&#x27;d prefer it if you didn&#x27;t embarrass me in there by
+              talking to me or something.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Okay. If that&#x27;s... what you want, Xichun.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I thought you&#x27;d have gotten better after all this time,
+              brother. At least better than you were the last time we met.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I see. I suppose I haven&#x27;t improved at all in your eyes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You should consider yourself lucky that it&#x27;s me who you ran
+              into. If it was one of our other older siblings, your pretty head
+              would already be rolling in the dirt.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Mmhm, thank you. I appreciate that.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Jia Xichun scowled and opened her lips as though she was about to
+              shoot something back... but she thought better of it, turned
+              around, and left with her posse.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well... They say it&#x27;s rarer to see a happy family than it is
+              to see an unhappy one.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Don&#x27;t look at me. I never considered that dog my family.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>N-no. Bud, that&#x27;s not what I—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What are you looking at? Do you expect me to back you up or
+              something?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, man...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Just like old times.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Huh, so she was always that spiteful?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Spiteful? No, no. Xichun has always been, and still is, my most
+              amicable sibling.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mmm... I must ask, for I have cause to believe that I may have
+              misheard. &#x27;Still is&#x27;, was it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yes.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hmmh... That was...? Mmm.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Yi Sang&#x27;s expression grew into a complicated mess of emotions
+              as he looked to the ground, unable to speak further.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Uh... looks like they&#x27;re holding some kind of meeting in
+              there.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>We should probably join them.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I looked to where Sinclair was pointing at, and saw a line of
+              Fixers walking into what appeared to be a makeshift command tent.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Yeah, we should.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="six">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 6</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Makeshift Command Tent
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Hm? Who are those people accompanying Vergilius and
+              Charon?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Damn, not even a wave back, huh?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">No, this wasn&#x27;t about Vergilius...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hoooagh... Hooah...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote, who stood next to me, was very gradually starting to
+              hyperventilate.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;You... you okay, Don Quixote?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The gradual acceleration of her breathing patterns was first
+              observed ten minutes ago. I did not report it, as it posed no real
+              risk to her health and well-being.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I know a good way of dealing with a case of hyperventilation.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Ryōshū regarded at me with a look that clearly and concisely
+              communicated that she wanted to choke out Don Quixote. I tried my
+              best to look away.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HA... HAA...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HAAA... HA... HAAAGGHHHHH...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Haah....</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Ishmael sighed and stepped forward, sensing that Ryōshū was about
+              to do something we would rather not have her do.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Sigh, I can tell you what&#x27;s going on. That Fixer&#x27;s from
+              the Hana Association.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Uhh, the &#x27;Hana Association&#x27; is the one that&#x27;s
+              overseeing all Fixer Association activities, right?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I guess all the times Don Quixote went on impromptu Fixer-related
+              lectures weren&#x27;t all for naught.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I never paid much attention to it, but once you hear something
+              enough times... those lectures just have a way of lodging
+              themselves into your brain.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>A Fixer from the Hana Association...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              That name alone clearly carried a lot of weight among other
+              Fixers. As the Hana Association Fixer, dressed in pure white,
+              walked into the room, they all slowly turned around to gaze upon
+              her.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">And...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The Red Gaze, too...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Holy crap, a Color Fixer? Here...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hey... looks like we&#x27;ve got another superstar here...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Vergilius, who we&#x27;d somehow grown used to seeing after such a
+              long period of traveling together, was commanding the attention of
+              everyone in the room merely by his presence.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              That reminds me. I heard that Don Quixote was overwhelmed by sheer
+              excitement when she saw Vergilius on the bus. I&#x27;m pretty sure
+              she was on the verge of passing out from the sheer joy of getting
+              to work next to a Color Fixer.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I guess this was to be expected. Vergilius is one of the very few
+              Fixers who has the honor of getting bestowed with the title of a
+              Color.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Chat, are you seeing this? Crazy, right? Look, that&#x27;s none
+              other than the Color Fixer Red Gaze himself, in the flesh. This is
+              no mere backwaters, Backstreets operation we&#x27;re talking
+              about.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Remember my pregame stream? I told you guys that this had to be
+              more than an Urban Nightmare! Oh, you&#x27;re worried about me?
+              Guys. Listen. All I need is your support to...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Tsk, tsk... youngsters these days...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Between Camille&#x27;s nonstop jabbering and Outis&#x27; tongue
+              clicking in even, 3-second intervals, I wasn&#x27;t sure which one
+              of the two was more annoying.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Thankfully, we weren&#x27;t the only ones getting increasingly
+              tired of Camille&#x27;s antics.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              From this point onward, any recording activity, save for official
+              work-related recordings with prior authorization from the Hana
+              Association, will no longer be permitted.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Should you be caught in violation of this decree, the Fixer
+              Association will be levying penalty points to your name. And we
+              who are gathered here must be well aware of the consequences of
+              accumulating too many penalty points. Fixer License suspension,
+              grade demotion...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, chat... seems like it&#x27;s the curtain call for
+              tonight&#x27;s show. I&#x27;ll give them a valorous, noble fight,
+              and I&#x27;ll see you guys next time. Oh, and don&#x27;t forget
+              about casting your votes for the &#x27;Fixer I want to have dinner
+              with&#x27; contest. It closes at midnight!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Hana Fixer&#x27;s cold declaration fell upon Camille and the
+              Fixers inside the command tent like a heavy layer of snow. They
+              all begin hurriedly fidgeting with their devices, trying to put
+              them back in their respective cases and bags.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              With that, the commotion inside the tent rapidly simmered down.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Serves them right.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You there. That woman with... an apparently dislocated jaw...
+              appears to be a part of your group. Is she alright?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Fixer from the Hana Association asks in our direction,
+              glancing at Don Quixote.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Don&#x27;t mind her. It&#x27;s easier that way.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Soon, a P Corp. employee walked out in front of the Fixers.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Right. Round four against La Manchaland, huh?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I am very glad to be here. Happy to see you all.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              For someone who&#x27;s very happy to see us... he didn&#x27;t so
+              much as glance up in our direction.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I am a Class 3 Documentation Staff Manager at P Corp. Archival
+              Department. My name is Alessio.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And she is...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Han-ul.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So... Head Manager Cesara isn&#x27;t here to brief us herself.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Not willing to dirty her boots by coming all the way out here, I
+              see.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Right, then. Let&#x27;s get on with the briefing, shall we?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              As we were all standing here and sharing our predictions, the
+              employee, who introduced himself as Alessio, started loading up
+              various images on the monitor.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yaaaaawn... Mate, do we really gotta go through all this
+              bureaucracy?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>T-the briefing is yet to even commence, however...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Heathcliff lets out a loud, exaggerated yawn. The reproachful
+              glares of other Fixers were so palpable that I could almost feel
+              them prickling at my skin...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Can we pretend we don&#x27;t know him...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Huh, it makes me feel like I&#x27;m something of a Fixer
+              myself, sitting here with all these people...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Heh. Executive Manager, I have been a leader of numerous
+              operations that would dwarf this little skirmish—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Numerous...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I wanted to hear more about her story, but the mission briefing
+              was actually getting started; I decided to table my curiosity
+              until later.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              La Manchaland, which will manifest here within the next three
+              hours, is an officially-recognized Urban Nightmare class
+              phenomenon. Dozens of Fixers have attempted and failed to take it
+              down.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... We will now hold a moment of silence for its victims.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote immediately cast her gaze downward with a graven
+              expression, but... I could count with my ten fingers the number of
+              people who seemed to be taking it even remotely seriously.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Some Fixers muttered amongst themselves that the victims were just
+              fools who were in over their heads.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Even I, with my endless naïveté, could tell that none of the
+              Fixers really considered them &#x27;victims&#x27;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              A light buzz of murmurs and idle chatter fills the silence, a look
+              of boredom clear on the Fixers&#x27; face as though they&#x27;ve
+              heard it all before.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Now, if I may direct your attention to this screen.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Several low-resolution images began to load on the display.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is speculated that the origin of La Manchaland dates back
+              two-hundred years in the past, by a conservative estimation.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This has been determined based on photographic evidence, and the
+              level of decay of the buildings and materials retrieved and
+              analyzed from the phenomenon.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              However, La Manchaland was largely unknown and invisible to the
+              public until two months ago. And the raw material that makes up
+              this &#x27;amusement park&#x27; is—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Tsk, we know all this already. Just get on with it.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah, mm... P Corp. has the responsibility to share sufficient
+              information to all participants of this mission.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And like I said, we all have more than sufficient information, got
+              that?! Let&#x27;s stop wasting time and—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You seem to be under a rather severe misconception.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Of course, I&#x27;m sure some of my present company are consummate
+              professionals with the skill and grit most people wouldn&#x27;t
+              dare scoff at.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Heh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Heh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But the truth is, most of you are... fodder. Common as muck,
+              painfully average, garden variety, bargain bin Fixers who are most
+              likely going to meet their dirt-filled miserable ends while stuck
+              on Urban Nightmare duty their whole careers. That&#x27;s all
+              you&#x27;ll ever be.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Most of you will fall by the wayside before this path leads to
+              you anywhere of even passing significance, let alone joining the
+              ranks of Grade 1 Fixers like myself.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Some, maybe one or two of you, may make it to Grade 1, sure. But I
+              can guarantee that you won&#x27;t even dare dream of getting
+              anywhere near The Red Gaze&#x27;s greatness.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm, maybe your best will be the honor of dying next to him.
+              Feeling the disparity between yourselves and those who are at the
+              top of the City.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The grin on the Fixers&#x27; faces quickly faded away as the
+              boisterous Fixer fell dead silent.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Blimey. So that Hana Fixer is... almost right up there with the
+              guide, eh? Or at least somewhere right beneath his level?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Aha, yet the Red Gaze shan&#x27;t be outdone by a mere Grade 1
+              Fixer!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So, know your places and pay attention to the briefing.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thank you for your cooperation. Now, let&#x27;s see...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The reason for La Manchaland&#x27;s sudden appearance here is yet
+              to be explained.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Though its influence is still confined to the Backstreets, the
+              uniqueness of La Manchaland poses a tangible threat to P Corp.
+              merely by its existence.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, totally, dude. The local housing market hit rock bottom and
+              continued to crash, didn&#x27;t it~?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Fixer from earlier, the one who tried to stop us from entering
+              the scene before scuttling away, slowly sidled up to us and began
+              chatting us up.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Most of us ignored him, but Hong Lu responds to him in a kindly
+              voice.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, is that right?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah. It was insane when that thing showed up here for the first
+              time.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It appeared in the middle of a dense population center. It was
+              like two hells in one. All that screaming, all that blood and...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Two hells in one, hm? What a beautiful phrasing.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, P Corp. buildings are well-known for their elasticity, so
+              while they all got bent along the newly manifested phenomenon,
+              they didn&#x27;t like, crumble or anything.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Anyways... when La Manchaland suddenly appeared there, pulsing and
+              pushing away all the buildings that used to be there, people got
+              crushed and a bunch of buildings got bent.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There were really a lot of survivors for something so devastating.
+              All thanks to P Corp.&#x27;s Singularity, which kept the people
+              inside the buildings safe.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They set up a three-kilometer radius buffer zone to limit any
+              construction in the Area where it manifests, but~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Just three kilometers?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Buildings utilizing P Corp.&#x27;s Singularity have a very high
+              level of elasticity, meaning that buildings made using their
+              technology are very unlikely to collapse or fall apart in response
+              to shock. It is probable that they have decided that it would be
+              safe enough to let the periphery of La Manchaland slightly overlap
+              with the residential zone.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, you know what they say. P Corp. can make a safe home
+              anywhere.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So imagine the shock when all that disaster happened. Their only
+              claim to fame crumbled, the faith in their technology growing
+              shaky... no wonder the real estate market crashed through rock
+              bottom around here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I mean, it was so bad that the locals banded together and stormed
+              La Manchaland. Pickets and all.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;So that&#x27;s what those banners were about, huh...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As you can all see, La Manchaland presents itself as an
+              extravagantly decorated amusement park.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              One of the most commonly heard testimonies from the reports state
+              that there is an eight-kilometer range radius from the epicenter
+              in which people have been hearing a disembodied music of sorts.
+              Several curious civilians, drawn by the music, approached it. Most
+              of them are yet to return.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Is it possible that the &#x27;music&#x27; holds hypnogenic
+              qualities?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm, that is indeed a possibility we won&#x27;t be ruling out. Too
+              many visitors have ignored the obvious warning signs and perimeter
+              tapes to call it a coincidence. Possibly erring on the side of
+              caution, we and the relevant individuals will be equipping
+              ourselves with earplugs.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What must we do once this &#x27;La Manchaland&#x27; materializes?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Once you enter its perimeters, you will have to ready yourselves
+              for imminent combat.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There aren&#x27;t any kindly pierrots giving away balloons, no
+              amusement park employees popping popcorns, no staff members
+              greeting you with a welcoming song.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Only Bloodfiends.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Huh? Bloodfiends...? They&#x27;re real?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Haven&#x27;t you heard about the Blood-red Night, that infamous
+              Star of the City? Some people say that the Blood-red Night was
+              actually a really powerful Bloodfiend.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, and people say a lot of stuff. You know how rumors spread in
+              the City. I bet it wasn&#x27;t anything too crazy once you got
+              down to it.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Hah, rumors? You&#x27;ll never know how resilient, how
+              devastatingly powerful and stubborn the Blood-red Night was. You
+              ignoramuses do not have the right to talk about that thing so
+              lightly.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yes, the only things you&#x27;ll find in there...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... are Bloodbags and the Bloodfiends that turned them, sharpening
+              their fangs to fill their ravenous hunger with your blood.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, here&#x27;s a detail I was going to share earlier before I was
+              cut off. The raw material that makes up every structure within La
+              Manchaland... is human blood. Human blood dating back over
+              two-hundred years in the past.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Bloodfiends can make amusement parks out of blood?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, now I&#x27;m looking forward to this. If it&#x27;s only
+              Bloodfiends we&#x27;ll find in there, I&#x27;m sure they&#x27;ll
+              waste no time making mincemeat out of the greenhorns.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Is that how all Fixers talk? The way that guy&#x27;s talking about
+              Bloodfiends reminds me a lot of how Ishy used to talk about the
+              Great Lake...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Hey, you can&#x27;t blame us for being on edge all the time
+              when the smallest mistake could cost us our lives. Not to mention
+              how irritating it is when others, who don&#x27;t even understand
+              the dangers, are dozing off like there&#x27;s no tomorrow...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Uhnn. Didn&#x27;t doze. Thanks to some sod who&#x27;s been
+              constantly stepping on my foot...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Mm. Mm... What a nice weather today, huh?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              It was Sinclair who was stepping on his foot, at the rather
+              forcible behest of Ishmael, but I held my silence. The last thing
+              I wanted was to have the two of them bickering again...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Anyway. If you manage to survive for six hours within La
+              Manchaland, the music announcing the closure of the park will
+              start playing. We were able to cross-reference this fact from
+              testimonies of every Fixer and civilian who managed to make it out
+              alive.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Once the exit song starts playing, you will have thirty minutes to
+              exit La Manchaland. Should you fail to do so... you&#x27;ll be
+              trapped inside La Manchaland until it manifests here again.
+              Effectively putting you in an endless battle against the
+              Bloodfiends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>If anyone even survives that long...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There also were eyewitness reports where some Fixers identified
+              missing people aboard certain amusement park rides, but
+              that&#x27;s not an important detail for those who are present.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Based on testimonies and reports from the survivors, we have been
+              able to establish a map of La Manchaland, comprised of four
+              separate &#x27;Areas&#x27;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              No one has yet to make it to the final Area, which is located
+              here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              However, we were able to identify that a certain device in each
+              Area... Area 1, 2, and 3 respectively, had to be activated first
+              in order to unlock the final Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The devices within Area 1 and 2 have been activated in the past,
+              but no one has managed to activate the one in Area 3 just yet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Understood. I suppose we should beeline it to Area 3 to save some
+              time, then?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              No. It appears that the devices reset when La Manchaland
+              disappears.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              In other words, we will have to divide and conquer. Team up with
+              other Fixers, choose an Area to tackle.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm, I see. Split up, activate our respective devices, and
+              rendezvous at the final Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... assuming that every team successfully activates the device
+              they&#x27;re responsible for.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Correct. We suspect that the key to solving the La Manchaland
+              problem lies within its final Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Pfft...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Is there something you&#x27;d like to share?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Isn&#x27;t it funny? That we have to go activate some kind of
+              device in each section of La Manchaland to unlock the final
+              Area...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It&#x27;s kind of like a game, isn&#x27;t it? Like they&#x27;re
+              giving those who dare to challenge the might of La Manchaland
+              stages to beat, conditions to fulfill.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How should we know what the Bloodfiends are thinking? Those
+              monsters are born twisted.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hana, we have something we&#x27;d like to confirm.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The Zwei Association is here to rescue our client, not for the
+              eradication reward.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mm~ Don&#x27;t you mean the Zwei and the Cinq? Don&#x27;t leave me
+              out~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Therefore, the Zwei and the Cinq have no reason to enter the
+              three Areas to activate those devices.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I suppose you could take over from here for the sake of
+              accuracy.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, sure.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Right. I&#x27;m sure you all have your own reasons for being here,
+              yes?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Therefore, we at P Corp. set up an eradication dividend fund,
+              which means that we will be giving out the reward money based on
+              how much you have contributed to the eradication of La Manchaland.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Assuming a successful outcome, that is.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If your goal isn&#x27;t the eradication of La Manchaland, then
+              feel free to roam on your own to fulfill your respective
+              contracts. As long as you acknowledge that you won&#x27;t be
+              receiving any payout from that fund upon the successful completion
+              of this expedition, you are free to do as you will.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              However, we would also like to request that you submit a copy of
+              that contract so that we are aware of its details.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Understood. I will hand it over as soon as this meeting adjourns.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Speaking of which, I&#x27;d like to take this opportunity to
+              declare something. If you... and I mean if any of you intend to
+              ride our coattails to pilfer more of that reward than you
+              deserve... I&#x27;ll hunt you down, too. Got that?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ladies and gents, I can attest that he isn&#x27;t one for empty
+              threats. Can&#x27;t promise I&#x27;ll be able to stop him, hmm?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>He sure is intense...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I understand that a lot of money hinges on this contract.
+              However, remember that our primary objective remains to minimize
+              casualties and to prevent further disappearances. Leave some of
+              that selfishness behind and cooperate for the greater good.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Fine, I&#x27;ll cooperate. If that&#x27;s even possible.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">The Hana Fixer did not contradict him.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              She was the kind of person who wouldn&#x27;t hesitate to put her
+              foot down... she could&#x27;ve easily forced us into cooperating.
+              But it seemed that she wouldn&#x27;t keep us from infighting, if
+              it did come to that.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Don Quixote was the only one passionately nodding along to her
+              advice.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So, who&#x27;s going with who? And to which Area?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Xichun, Hong Lu&#x27;s little sister who&#x27;d been listening
+              quietly to the briefing, raised her hand with a question.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You will be assigned to teams and Areas based on our internal data
+              analyses of your individual capabilities, potential, and
+              alignment.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So we should probably avoid overcrowding, huh.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Jia Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Such as saddling us a group of dozen or so people, for example...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... We intend to avoid bottlenecking too many people in the same
+              Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>She&#x27;s not hiding her disdain at all, huh?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>W-well, i-it&#x27;s not like we wanted her to tag along...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If there are no further questions, I will be assigning you all to
+              teams and Area pairs—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HOOOOLD!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Every single Fixer in the room whipped around to look at Don
+              Quixote at her bellowing roar. Perhaps it was the sheer fervor in
+              her voice... or perhaps, they were simply annoyed by her asking
+              that &#x27;one last question&#x27; when the boring briefing was
+              almost over.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh please... don&#x27;t tell me this is actually happening.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ooh. Oi, that actually woke me up this time.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              No, no. This might be the best time to go back to sleep, bud.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Would&#x27;ve resulted in a summary execution back in the day...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Okay... And the question is...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hark, it appeareth that the information of the greatest import is
+              missing from thy briefing.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It... is...? Um, a moment, please.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Alessio began flipping through the briefing, flustered.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              When shall the rescue operation for the victims of this terrible
+              amusement park commence?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I believe that an operation of such a grand scale may be difficult
+              to accomplish only with the help of Sirs and Ladies from the Zwei
+              and the Cinq Association.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Overdramatic Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Uhh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey, is that like, a character you&#x27;re playing or something?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That&#x27;s not mainstream at all, I like it. Though I gotta say,
+              playing a character&#x27;s a bit old-fashioned. At least I know
+              that my viewers won&#x27;t enjoy something like that.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It appears that there has been some misunderstanding. Our contract
+              has nothing to do with rescuing the visitors, let alone all of
+              them. Our contract is a search-and-rescue operation for a specific
+              visitor requested to us by our client.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Then...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... whoever shall make up the rescue party for the rest of its
+              victims?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hah, is she for real?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Where&#x27;d these idiots come from?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Dude, lemme see.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Unless you have been specifically contracted to rescue someone, I
+              recommend that you peruse the missing persons&#x27; flyers for the
+              rewards.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yet... it is not the promise of rewards that I desire.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So many valiant Fixers are gathered here, yet not one taketh up
+              the role of a rescuer? Prithee, Fixer of the Zwei. Art thou not
+              one of the Zwei, one of those who call themselves &quot;Your
+              Shield&quot;—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, they&#x27;re shields all right. The iron shield of whoever
+              enters an official contractual agreement with them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Fie, yet a Fixer mustn&#x27;t wager their own life on shallow
+              promise of capital! Pray tell, when did the Fixers of Associations
+              abandon honor for greed?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Oh, jeez. Okay, that&#x27;s enough playing around. Do you even
+              have any idea who you&#x27;re talking to—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I am very well aware, young Camille of Cinq Association, Section
+              3. Frequent feature of the Fixers Monthly magazine. Currently #7
+              in the &#x27;Fixers I want to have dinner with&#x27; contest.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>H-huh, so you know your... wait, I&#x27;m only #7?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, that&#x27;s not important right now. If you&#x27;re so
+              knowledgeable about the Fixers, then I&#x27;m sure you know this
+              as well.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That I, as a Fixer of the Cinq Association, am not one to waste
+              breath on mere words. When we want to settle something or make a
+              statement, we duel. An official duel to the death.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Then...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wilt thou heed mine words should I best thee in a duel?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Should I best thee in a duel...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... wilt thou swear on thine honor that thou shalt assist us in
+              our rescue mission... for those who have gone missing?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wait. Are you seriously challenging me to a...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;No...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I, Don Quixote, perforce, shall not so lightly forsake my creed! I
+              hereby challenge thee to a duel!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Things were quickly starting to spiral out of control.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Almost panicking, I glanced toward Vergilius...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... but I couldn&#x27;t read his expression. He was simply staring
+              at us in that inscrutable silence.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... Silence that almost felt like... warmth...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Somehow, I found myself getting more intimidated by this than
+              outright anger.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Okay, then. I&#x27;ll end the briefing here.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It can be determined from prior experience that it will be
+              impossible to stop the presently developing situation.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Pupils, dilated. Brows, furrowed at a steep angle. Clear refusal
+              to heed any external input. Our attempts to coax her will not be
+              met with any meaningful response.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;So she&#x27;s lost it...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I neglected to mention this earlier at the empty lot, Dante, on
+              account of the lack of prying eyes...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I recommend against turning your clock when the eyes of every
+              Fixer participating in this case are watching us intently.
+              Especially for a duel in which there is very little benefit to be
+              gained.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This includes summoning Identities from different worlds or the
+              use of E.G.O.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;W-well, yeah. But... it&#x27;s not like we won&#x27;t be using
+              them once we get inside, right? I don&#x27;t see what&#x27;s wrong
+              with—&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Just as I was trying to convince Faust otherwise, Don Quixote
+              stepped in and resolutely shook her head.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Nay, worry not. &#x27;Tis an unnecessary crutch.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Wha... seriously?!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A duel against a member of the Cinq Association must be fair and
+              just! Never did I intend to borrow thy strength, Manager Esquire,
+              for this hallowed battle of mine!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Fine.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Sucks that I don&#x27;t have my fans here to watch me wipe the
+              floor with you... But I&#x27;m sure someone here will spread the
+              story by word of mouth.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I won&#x27;t throw my gauntlet out of pity. En garde, petit
+              nouveau!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="seven">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 7</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... &#x27;Tis but a light wound... Thou art sorely mistaken... if
+              thou truly believest that such meager wound could...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              That was definitely more than just a &#x27;light wound&#x27;. It
+              was outright crippling, if not fatal.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Camille wasn&#x27;t all talk, after all. He moved at an impressive
+              speed and precision, living up to his boasts.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I couldn&#x27;t bear to look at Don Quixote squirm in pain, but...
+              turning the clock here would leave an even greater wound in her
+              heart.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&#x27;Tis... not the end...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Tsk, what a waste of my blade. I&#x27;d rather not have others
+              hear of this duel; they&#x27;ll think I&#x27;m bullying some poor
+              amateur.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That&#x27;s enough, Camille. It&#x27;s no crime to wish for the
+              safety of all victims.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, but her attitude needs correction. Spouting nonsense like
+              that, not knowing who she&#x27;s talking to...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Fixer this, honor that, justice and... Doesn&#x27;t she know
+              that&#x27;s all just... Ha!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That&#x27;s enough shenanigans. Let&#x27;s not all waste our
+              strengths before even stepping foot into La Manchaland.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Cause further trouble, and I will put a stop to it myself.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... La Manchaland ETA in approximately one hour. After an hour
+              from now, the phenomenon may appear at any moment; please remain
+              in close proximity to your teams in case of an emergency.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The momentary kerfuffle came to a close thanks to the Hana
+              Association&#x27;s intervention...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hngh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... and only silence and occasional groans of pain from Don
+              Quixote filled the empty lot.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;... Let&#x27;s get back inside. I can&#x27;t turn my clock in
+              front of so many people.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="eight">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 8</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Makeshift Command Tent
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              W-well, does anybody wanna take a quick stroll around the empty
+              lot while we wait...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              After nervously looking around the room, Rodya tried to leave the
+              tent. But Vergilius stopped her.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No, stay. I have something to share.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, come on. Can&#x27;t you give her a moment, at least until the
+              mission&#x27;s over with? I know the lass really botched it this
+              time, but nothing came of it in the end, did it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... The company has some exclusive information they&#x27;d like to
+              share with you. That is the only reason I asked you to stay.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah... ahem... Sir... Lord... R-Red Gaze... E-earlier, what I had
+              done...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I won&#x27;t hold it against you. So be quiet and pay
+              attention.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Sob... O Red Gaze the illustrious... I swear to pledge mine
+              undying loyalty to thee...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Vergilius produced a small tablet and began loading something up
+              on its screen.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The one who will now brief us on this exclusive intelligence
+              cannot be with us in person, due to... personal reasons.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              She wanted me to tell you that she regrets having to deliver the
+              information remotely via this device.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hello. One, two, testing. Am I coming through?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Huh? Didn&#x27;t the Hana Fixer ban any unauthorized recordings or
+              video feeds earlier?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Of course, but we&#x27;ve received prior authorization. Besides, P
+              Corp. is already recording the conversations of every participant
+              in this mission.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That just sounds like a roundabout way of saying they&#x27;ve got
+              us all bugged.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Of course, the authorization was not free. We had to convince them
+              that the information would be pertinent to capturing the entity at
+              the origin of La Manchaland.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              LCD On-site Investigative Reasoning Team Leader, Moses here.
+              I&#x27;ve been studying and investigating the Distortion
+              phenomenon for a long time. And—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              That reminds me. We did have a quick call with someone from the
+              LCD back when. She had a pretty bubbly personality, I think, and
+              her name was...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hey, hey! It&#x27;s me again, Ezra! Been a while!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hunting Bloodfiends this time, huh? Don&#x27;t tell me you were
+              about to jump headfirst into that business without even asking the
+              detec—I mean, our Team Leader! I&#x27;m tellin&#x27; ya now, she
+              used to bust plenty of Bloodfiend heads back in the day.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You tell &#x27;em how you used to whoop &#x27;em, boss. You&#x27;d
+              go sshhhhhh on that smoking pipe, and went whirr! Whirr! And—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, yes. I do have some experience with investigating and
+              battling Bloodfiends. I&#x27;ve even met one of the Bloodfiend
+              Elders... also known as the First Kindreds.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wait, one of the First Kindreds?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Uhh, let&#x27;s see. The one we fought last time was a Sixth
+              Kindred, and a Seventh Kindred...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, I don&#x27;t want to waste your time by talking your ears
+              off about what happened that day, so I&#x27;ll get straight to the
+              point.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Didst thou... slay the First Kindred?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Of course not.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yeah, &#x27;cuz she went easy on &#x27;em, I tell ya.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              No, the Bloodfiend took mercy on me. Our meeting wasn&#x27;t as
+              bloody as the scene you might be imagining at the moment.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              In fact, she was generous enough to give me a place to sit. And we
+              even had a moment to converse.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What? The Bloodfiend gave you a seat?! You expect me to believe
+              that shite?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey! Rude! You do *not* talk to the detec— I mean, our Team Leader
+              like that, capiche?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm, I do understand that the public&#x27;s perception of
+              Bloodfiends is... far from amicable. But I do know that at least
+              some of them, including the Elder I met, wish for a peaceful
+              coexistence with humans.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Back then, I used to be able to state with absolute certainty that
+              the Bloodfiends weren&#x27;t special, that they were no different
+              from the Distortions I&#x27;d faced in the past. Those wells of
+              blood, splashing inside their pupils were my evidence. But when I
+              shared this thought with the Elder, she did not confirm nor deny
+              my assertions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But now, I would like to make a correction to my prior theory.
+              Bloodfiends cannot be explained only through the simple lens of
+              viewing them as Distortions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Their essence is similar to that of Distortions, yes. However, we
+              eventually drew the conclusion that the Bloodfiends cannot be
+              filed under that category. Our attempt to &#x27;resolve&#x27; a
+              Bloodfiend as one does a Distortion failed.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Studies into their true origin are currently underway.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If your team is looking into the Bloodfiends, I suppose you have
+              some publicly unavailable information to share with the rest of
+              us?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Yes, I suppose we do.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I noticed on the video feed that Moses intently, yet briefly,
+              stared at Outis before continuing with her briefing. Maybe they
+              knew each other from somewhere.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Which brings us to... this. The following is what we learned about
+              Kindreds of true Bloodfiends, those in the same vein as the one
+              you&#x27;ve already encountered. I&#x27;m not talking about the
+              ones that manifested as Distortions after the White Nights and
+              Dark Days incident, mind.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is said that the primogenitor, the very first Bloodfiend,
+              wielded unimaginable power and could embrace countless humans and
+              turn them into their Kindreds. However, starting from the Kindreds
+              of the first generation after the primogenitor, which are referred
+              to as the First Kindreds, they were restricted to creating only
+              two Kindreds of a lower generation in their long existences.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Something about how they can&#x27;t just create
+              &#x27;families&#x27; willy-nilly, or something like that~ I drew
+              this chart, by the way! Not half bad, huh?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Huh, yeah. I think that Cassette guy was pretty disappointed about
+              choosing Sha-sha as his Kindred.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Faust finds the inaccuracies in your statement difficult to
+              correct due to their egregious nature.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              When a Bloodfiend of a higher generation creates a
+              lower-generation Kindred, the one that embraced them is called a
+              &#x27;higher Kindred&#x27;, while the one that&#x27;s been
+              embraced is called a &#x27;lower Kindred&#x27;. It is often the
+              case that Kindreds higher up the bloodstream wield a much greater
+              power than the ones beneath them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You started your sentence with the conditional &#x27;it is often
+              the case&#x27;. Therefore, it can be interpreted as a statement
+              that there are cases in which such is not the case.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You&#x27;re right on the money! Just like how each Distortion is
+              different, Bloodfiends are also different in ways—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>—that our Team Leader will explain!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Haah... Yes. Each Bloodfiend&#x27;s powers and idiosyncrasies
+              often vary depending on the higher Bloodfiend&#x27;s abilities.
+              However, it is usually impossible for lower Bloodfiends to revolt
+              against someone higher up the bloodstream. While there is no
+              physical barrier stopping them, there is an intense psychological
+              barrier preventing them from doing so.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Like a parent and their child, huh.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yes, like parents and their children. Considering that they even
+              call one another with familial terms such as &#x27;Father&#x27;,
+              &#x27;Mother&#x27;, and &#x27;Child&#x27;... it is no mere
+              metaphor. That is why they call such acts of revolt, going against
+              the bloodstream... &#x27;filial impiety&#x27;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Just as how &#x27;blood&#x27; becomes their axis of value
+              judgment, so does this idea of the inviolable relationship between
+              family members get imprinted into the core of their very being.
+              Upon being turned, Bloodfiends experience that extreme level of
+              twist in their moral judgment.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And that&#x27;s why the Bloodbags, who are at the bottom rung of
+              the family tree...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Bloodbags are... a different story. Bloodfiends and Bloodbags are
+              the furthest two groups of beings could be from family.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Dregs that failed to become Kindreds. To Bloodfiends, they are...
+              quite literally, portable bags of blood to replenish themselves at
+              times of need.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Detective, I mean... Team Leader, you should mention this too. You
+              know, when I snapped their necks and smashed them right into
+              water—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yes. Bloodfiends have an irrationally extreme fear of water. Water
+              doesn&#x27;t physically harm them, but every Bloodfiend I have
+              seen thus far has been afraid of it.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Huh? Sounds like an easy solution, then. Can&#x27;t we just spray
+              them with water to keep &#x27;em off our backs?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Since you&#x27;re about to visit their den that&#x27;s crawling
+              with Bloodfiends... good luck finding even a drop of water in
+              there.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, and I was informed that one of you can &#x27;sense&#x27; a
+              Distortion. I learned this through unofficial channels, but I
+              still wished to share.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Uh...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Glad to know there&#x27;s someone else out there who understands
+              this particular sensation.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I&#x27;d very much like to meet you in person one day.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Real shame we can&#x27;t be there to see it for ourselves. Are
+              there any famous Fixers there? I heard earlier that stupid Camille
+              kid&#x27;ll be there too... Kick his ass for me, won&#x27;t ya? I
+              tried to pull a prank on him, but the bastard banned me from the
+              chat!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well, he already kicked one of our asses...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ezra</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, Vespa! Come on! I told you to hold the line!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It appears that they are partaking in... quite the activity
+              themselves.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I think we can end the call here, Moses.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Very well.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Got any last words of advice?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Any last words...? Hm.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I once heard that some Kindreds higher up the bloodstream have
+              overcome their fear of water. Blood eventually does get thicker
+              than water, after all. Now, let&#x27;s see if there&#x27;s
+              anything I left out...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah, I must advise you against underestimating their bloodlust.
+              Because no matter how hungry for blood you think they are…
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Moses</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>They will be worse.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What&#x27;s that supposed to mean...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              With her last words, which left us wondering what they were
+              supposed to mean, the call dropped.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="nine">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 9</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., Outside the Tent
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              We have about thirty minutes until La Manchaland manifests...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              We each decided to use this opportunity to gather ourselves.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Meanwhile, I...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... had something I wanted to ask Vergilius before we left.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">But for that, I need...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Anybody seen Faust around?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Not in a while. What is it, Dante? I&#x27;m sure I can help.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Hm...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I wanted to ask Faust to relay my words to Vergilius, but I
+              wasn&#x27;t sure where she was…
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Fortunately, Hong Lu was still here with me and noticed me looking
+              around. I decided to ask for his help.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thirty minutes, Dante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I always have so many questions floating around in my head,
+              but whenever I stand in front of this man, my brain seems to
+              decide to forget them all.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Why didn&#x27;t you stop her earlier, Vergilius? Earlier, when
+              Don Quixote challenged Camille to a duel...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Aha, you needed a translator.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Dante asks why you didn&#x27;t stop the fight earlier.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ah, so that&#x27;s your look of reproach. ... I see.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As you must be well aware by now, the Cinq Association often
+              chooses duels as a means of resolving conflicts.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But they are also well-known for letting bygones be bygones once
+              that conflict in question has been resolved through a duel.
+              Perhaps a lasting memory of some ancient chivalric virtues has
+              been pounded into their bones.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;I see... So picking a fight with a Fixer from any other
+              Association or Office might&#x27;ve caused a real problem for us,
+              but the nature of the Cinq made this a pretty safe altercation,
+              huh...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Stopping Don Quixote from challenging that Fixer to a duel would
+              have only exacerbated the situation. Besides...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Vergilius gave a long pause.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... It is about time our third Sinner woke up.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Weird...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Isn&#x27;t Don Quixote the most lucid one out of all of us?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Hong Lu&#x27;s interjection was so sudden and random, that I
+              wondered for a moment if he thought we were talking about someone
+              else...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;What do you mean...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... but Hong Lu did not correct himself. He pointed to his eye and
+              continued.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Her eyes, Dante. Always twinkling like two bright stars.
+              They&#x27;re so fascinating.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Eyes, huh...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I noticed that the light in Hong Lu&#x27;s left eye was growing
+              dimmer, like light fading away as it sinks into the depths of the
+              dark waters...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;W-wait, I have something else I wanted to ask you about...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              What I really wanted to ask Vergilius about was what happened on
+              that train...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... but I wasn&#x27;t sure if I could bring that subject up in
+              front of Hong Lu, especially when Faust wasn&#x27;t here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What&#x27;s wrong, Dante? You look flustered for some reason.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Uh...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No need to shiver your clock hands so nervously, Dante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You don&#x27;t actually believe I wasn&#x27;t let in on what
+              happened aboard that train, do you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... Sounds like Faust kept him updated.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Well, then tell me. What was going on with Don Quixote back
+              there?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;No, I mean... what is she?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Uhh... they&#x27;re asking what... Don Quixote is?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Dante, it is not a wise use of your time to ask a question to
+              which you can find your own answers.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Besides, there are more pressing questions you should be asking.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What shall happen with our third Sinner? ... For example.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;I get it. It&#x27;s Don Quixote&#x27;s turn, now.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;But you&#x27;re not going to answer that question, either.
+              Because I&#x27;ll get to the answer anyway, as long as I keep
+              riding the flow to wherever it takes me.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Your hands have stopped trembling. I&#x27;ll take that as a
+              sign that we have an understanding.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Should you ever find yourself growing anxious in La Manchaland,
+              when things start to go awry...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Remember these words.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Henceforth, whatever happens...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Don Quixote will remember the promise, Dante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">The promise.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I have no idea how that word is supposed to assuage any of my
+              fears.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Vergilius isn&#x27;t the type to waffle on meaninglessly, so...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I suppose there isn&#x27;t anything else I can gather from him
+              at the moment.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Some time later, back among the Sinners at the empty lot.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., an Empty Lot
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Don Quixote, about what happened earlier...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Verily, &#x27;tis a marvelous day! Wouldst thou not agree, Manager
+              Esquire?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;It... is...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Tis, &#x27;tis! Today alone I had the joy of espying a Hana
+              Association Fixer with mine own eyes, the honor of clashing my
+              steel against Sir Camille of Cinq, and... Ah, indeed. Sir Camille
+              was a Fixer most righteous and becoming in his livestreams. I have
+              not even an ounce of doubt in my mind that the kerfuffle was
+              naught but an issue of miscommunication!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;How did you even access his streams on the bus...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Manager Esquire! Forsooth, I am finally beginning to feel as
+              though we are tackling contracts worthy of true Fixers.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              To slay the wicked and liberate the innocent from suffering!
+              &#x27;Twas mine dream of a lifetime, indeed!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Sir Vergilius will once again insist that our primary quest is to
+              lay our claim upon the Golden Bough. Yet...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I shall eradicate La Manchaland, even if it costs us our
+              quest!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And mark mine words, for I shall rescue its victims as well. Every
+              last one of them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">I stare in silence as Don Quixote boasts.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I think I saw stars twinkling in her eyes, like Hong Lu said.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ooh. Tick-tock.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Dante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;I&#x27;ve been looking for you, Faust.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because you had business to discuss with Vergilius, it seems.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Uh...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I felt like she was accusing me that there wasn&#x27;t any other
+              reason I&#x27;d be looking for her, so I couldn&#x27;t help but
+              stammer.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Now that I think about it, I don&#x27;t see her alone with
+              Charon very often.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;What were you two doing here?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Performing certain routine procedures with Charon.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There is a certain examination procedure we must perform at an
+              interval.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;What examination procedure?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... It mainly consists of gray matter bio-fusion normalcy trend
+              test and gray matter response activity level test to electrical
+              stimuli. It also includes several other tests, including external
+              brain pressure variance test, the bloodstream distribution test to
+              verify that the numbers are within the expected range, and—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Uhh...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... I will stop here.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I&#x27;m certainly not one to talk, but I&#x27;m once again
+              reminded that Faust isn&#x27;t very good at talking to people
+              either.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Heard passengers are going to an amusement park.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Amusement park. More fun than the bus?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;I&#x27;ve never been to one myself, but probably?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is said that individuals partaking in activities within
+              amusement parks have, on average, an increased heart rate of 1.5
+              times their typical range.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Why?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because they board vehicles that are meant to raise their heart
+              rate, and, in turn, their level of excitement.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is known that one of the rides most emblematic of the amusement
+              park experience consists of the following procedure: binding the
+              passenger to the chair and dropping the vehicle, which often takes
+              the form of a train, from a one-hundred meter height to ground
+              level within three seconds.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Sounds like reckless driving.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Must be a terrible driver. Worse than Charon.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Perhaps.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              She&#x27;s one to talk... Especially when it comes to reckless
+              driving...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;I&#x27;m sure there are other more... fun rides, right?
+              Probably?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Perhaps.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;We should go there someday. A real amusement park...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Make a list of stuff you want to do when you get there.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Charon, Dante wants to know what you want to do.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>When, where?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They are asking you, should a day come in which you are allowed to
+              travel with us to locations other than the bus itself, what you
+              would like to do at an amusement park.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              There was a long pause. Charon&#x27;s eyes glimmered momentarily
+              as they began to wander elsewhere.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Charon... wants...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Charon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Charon.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... wants to eat a candy there.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Looks like today&#x27;s one of those days when everyone gets a
+              twinkle in their eyes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="ten">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 10</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Fixers began gathering one by one at the site...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>La Manchaland is beginning to manifest.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              From the moment the music began to play, which measures at 1612
+              hours today, La Manchaland will be open until 2212 hours.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #84a79d"
+                >Even when you feel like giving up on yourself...</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2"><span style="color: #84a79d">I promise.</span></td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2"><span style="color: #8cc4e1">Is that it?</span></td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #8cc4e1">Well, how will you... live on?</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23">Thank you... for everything.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >Don&#x27;t forget those Fixer magazines.</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >Please, please! I don&#x27;t want an adventure, stop!
+                Please!</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >I have conceived an idea most ingenious.</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              It&#x27;s... the same phenomenon I experienced back at the Great
+              Lake.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              But these memories are... much more fragmented. Opaque.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The glimpses of Don Quixote I saw... were nothing like the person
+              I know. But...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... should I follow this journey to its conclusion...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Backstreets of P Corp., an Empty Lot
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Vergilius</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Vergilius.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What shall happen with our third Sinner? ... For example.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I&#x27;ll understand what all these glimpses of memories mean,
+              like I always have.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">And we made our way toward La Manchaland.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>La Manchaland... this place is... pretty spooky, huh.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I smell blood.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We are contending with a phenomenon that has devoured dozens of
+              Fixers. Do not let your guards down.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Here they come, those Bloodfiend beasts...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Muttering Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>W-woah. Look, survivors!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Camille</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Camille.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Darn... I really could&#x27;ve broken my viewer count record with
+              a dramatic shot like this.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Paula</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Polar.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Weapons in their hands. They&#x27;re not civilians.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Executive Manager. Isn&#x27;t there something off about some of
+              their outfits? Those anachronistically antique costumes are...
+              quite the novelty these days.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I have identified several individuals dressed in clothes that are
+              difficult to be worn without assistance.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Meaning that maybe someone in there forced a wardrobe change on
+              them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              As murmur among the Fixers begin to grow, slowly increasing in
+              intensity, Alessio shouts from behind the line for us to stop.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hold! Don&#x27;t approach La Manchaland yet. We must allow it the
+              first ten minutes post-manifestation to expel its wastes. Stand
+              behind the line for safety.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Amazed Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Who... who are they? What Office are they from?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Murmuring Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Are they Association Fixers?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Excitement is in the air as the Fixers attempt to guess who they
+              are.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... They&#x27;re all...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... They&#x27;re all from the Firefist Office! I recognize their
+              outfits, they&#x27;re from our Office!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Haha! I told y&#x27;all, boys! I told y&#x27;all! I told
+              y&#x27;all that the boss ladies are going to make it!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Even if we were to fail the eradication contract, if they can make
+              a fifteen-minute testimony and share what intel they found...
+              we&#x27;ll nab the contribution reward...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Like I said, please hold for at least ten minutes until they
+              finish expelling—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              A Fixer ignores Alessio&#x27;s warning and rushes out to greet the
+              survivor and helps her to her feet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Big sis, big sis...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>La.... la...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Alessio</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Alethio.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We made it, boss! We made it... we can finally move out of that
+              moldy semi-basement office and find a place with some sunlight.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Remember how they all scoffed at us? C&#x27;mon, let&#x27;s go.
+              Let&#x27;s do some interviews, get paid, make a name for
+              ourselves...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hah. Survivors, my ass.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So just hold on a little longer, okay?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Laaaahhh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              La... La... Manchaland... bloom your smiles... of joy... La
+              Manchaland, let&#x27;s all... dream free here... We hope your
+              stay...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Survivor?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... away from here...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Delighted Fixer</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Firefist.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Guh— Hurk—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Bloodbags at the gate. They were likely turned moments before
+              they escaped.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Bitten by a small fry, going by the speed she turned. The higher
+              up the bloodstream you go, the faster the transformation occurs.
+              Some powerful Bloodfiends can make it happen at will or set it to
+              occur at a time of their choosing.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey... you guys seem like the experts here. Got any pro tips for
+              newbies like us?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hm, pro tips? ... Ah, I&#x27;ve got one.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Humbly accept your death if you don&#x27;t have what it takes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Getting turned into a Bloodfiend&#x27;s Bloodbag is no different
+              from death, you know.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Um...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That&#x27;s easy. I&#x27;m always ready to accept that anyway.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodbag</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Keeagggh!</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="eleven">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 11</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              La Manchaland, bloom your smiles of joy~ La Manchaland, a place of
+              freedom to dream side-by-side with Bloodfiends. We wish you a
+              wonderful stay here~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Admissions end in five minutes! Please form a line and enter in an
+              orderly fashion. Remember: enter through the back left, and exit
+              through the back left~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Entry may be difficult once the admissions are over, so please
+              wait by the gate with your blood packs!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Han-ul</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hanwool.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, then. I hope I&#x27;ll be seeing some of you again in a few
+              hours.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Fixer&#x27;s cold voice contrasted with the cheerful voice
+              echoing from the announcement.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>She really likes making things ominous, doesn&#x27;t she...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Vergilius only gave us a light nod.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Strangely enough, his aloof attitude was what gave me... peace of
+              mind.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              And the last thing I saw before the gate shut behind us was...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ...the awed look on the eyes of every P Corp. employee. All
+              intensely fixed on the closing gate of La Manchaland...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... as if they didn&#x27;t even want to miss a little glimpse of
+              it.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="twelve">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 12</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland Front Gates
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Earlier, they assigned the gathered Fixers with Areas.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah, looks like we&#x27;ll be going our separate ways here.
+              Different Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Here&#x27;s hoping we&#x27;ll both be alive the next time we meet~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland, Area 1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              It seemed that the Bloodfiend Hunters were assigned to Area 3, Jia
+              Xichun to Area 2, and us to... Area 1.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Heh, pleased to be working with you guys. Name&#x27;s Hugo.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Fixer from earlier, whose name was Hugo, appeared visibly
+              relieved that he was assigned the same Area as us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey, look what I found. A map of La Manchaland. That&#x27;s how ya
+              know I&#x27;m the ace of the team!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The ace? You just picked up one of the dozens of papers strewn
+              about the entrance.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hm, this is an amusement park brochure with a map on it...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ugh, I don&#x27;t even want to imagine what those brutish Office
+              guys would&#x27;ve done to me if I got lumped in with them. Who
+              knows, they might&#x27;ve killed me as soon as the gate closed. Or
+              worse, they might&#x27;ve left my name out of the eradication fee
+              recipients. Just awful.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, uh. Who did you guys say you were? Limbus Company... Office?
+              Right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              It seemed that he was under the impression that we were one of the
+              numerous no-name Fixer Offices, but I didn&#x27;t really feel the
+              need to correct him.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Haah, man. Sucks being a small-timer, huh? We always get left out
+              of the good stuff.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Not like those Cinq or Zwei Association Offices who always get the
+              top billing.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Nay, &#x27;tis untrue. Every Fixer, honored be their great valor
+              and righteousness, deserveth respect.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Long have I dreamt a dream of becoming a Fixer myself.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A Fixer fixes things; thus, a Fixer is a fixer of injustices, a
+              fixer of the downtrodden fortunes, a fixer of all that is unjust!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus, once we survive this encounter with this wicked place
+              hand-in-hand, all shalt re-think their impressions of us Fixers!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Wh... wherefore art thou giving me such a terrifying look?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Kiddo, what you just said was... You don&#x27;t just say stuff
+              like &quot;once we survive this&quot;... that&#x27;s...
+              nevermind...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The survivors are...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Okay. Let&#x27;s go find the... &#x27;device&#x27; in Area 1,
+              then.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A glance at the brochure reveals many a kind of &#x27;rides&#x27;
+              here. And we are at &#x27;the... pret...ty... and wonder...ful
+              place&#x27;. Installed here are rides and attractions called
+              &#x27;Fixer for a Day&#x27;, &#x27;Fashionista Show&#x27;...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              All that stuff just sounds like your typical amusement park stuff.
+              It&#x27;s even got themes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What... rests at the incipience of this place, I must wonder?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I dunno. But it ain&#x27;t our business to know, innit?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I ask nonetheless, for I must wonder that, shrouded beneath the
+              scars of time...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... lies the place of joy it once claimed to be.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Laughter, from the heart and unforced...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HA... HA... HA...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It begins! It begins again! The eradication party-party!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>More humans, more excitement! More exciting-excited humans!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, if only they held this party more often, three times a day! So
+              I&#x27;ll send one of you back out there with two days to live.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Go tell the boss who sent you here, that we look forward to their
+              visit later!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How about this? Tell us where the device is, and I&#x27;ll kill
+              you painlessly.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ohoho... I like it! I love it! Splendid! Words so nasty, yet blood
+              so tasty!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Don&#x27;t be so hasty, though. We&#x27;ve got plenty of events to
+              cover. Fashion shows, popularity contests, oh! How oh-so-exciting!
+              Right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So this... is thou hast made mockery of thy guests and Fixers.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, almost forgot the most important thing.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Can&#x27;t have you skittering around here looking so
+              unfashionable. You know that, right? Can&#x27;t have our guests
+              wearing rags that look like they&#x27;ve been stitched together
+              from rat hides. I&#x27;ll get in trouble!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What, all of us...? Hey! Look closer. At least I don&#x27;t look
+              half bad, right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We&#x27;ll dress you all in pretty, pretty dresses and suits...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... put you up for display in the powder room, and nibble you
+              slowly for a week.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Mmmmm~ where should I taste first? I&#x27;m so excited!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Uh, there are a lot of Bloodfiends here. Can you guys handle
+              them?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Worry not, for naught has put a moratorium on their deaths here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They appear to be much inferior to the one we engaged aboard the
+              train. I believe they are, at best, as strong as that prosthetic
+              Fixer. Most likely weaker.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Jolly good and all that. Let&#x27;s go smash &#x27;em, then!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              With Heathcliff&#x27;s charge as our signal, the Sinners advanced,
+              leaping into the horde of Bloodfiends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirteen">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 13</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland, Area 1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>P-please... Don&#x27;t kill me.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I... it&#x27;s been two hundred years since I was this full... Can
+              you imagine... what it feels like to have the ravenousness eat you
+              alive for two whole centuries...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Please, please? I... I got too excited. I&#x27;ll live like I did
+              before, in the shadows. Like I don&#x27;t even exist. Please...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Tell us where the device is, and I&#x27;ll think about it.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              H-head over to that attraction over there. I&#x27;ll let you in on
+              a shortcut that&#x27;ll lead you straight to the button. Just
+              follow me.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Scissors-holding Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Enter, and immediately turn right...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ooh. Nice, nice... Immediately turn right, and...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>We shall not bargain with villains.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Canst thou not see the corpses the villain hath left in her wake?
+              Her innocent victims? Lo, some of them appear to be fresh bodies.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The closer we got to the attraction, the more the roads became
+              riddled with mangled corpses.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote was right. Some of them did look pretty new... some of
+              them, only hours since their death, at most.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Of course, Outis did not appear even remotely receptive to her
+              reasoning.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... We could&#x27;ve saved much time with that shortcut. There are
+              times when we must compromise with our foes to give us an
+              advantage in the grand scheme of—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Alas! Yet, what meaning shall that &#x27;shortcut&#x27; signify,
+              if thy path is one guided by the hand of the wicked?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>How are you still on about that nonsense, you little—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oi, let the lass be. It ain&#x27;t the first time, innit? Look
+              alive. We&#x27;ve got more of &#x27;em incoming.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Holy crap... there&#x27;s more of them!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodbag</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Keeagh!</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="fourteen">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 14</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland, Area 1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Huh...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Unlike the Bloodbags back on the train, these ones can&#x27;t come
+              back from death.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              They were all once Fixers seeking riches. Civilians turned guests,
+              drawn to this place by its music. Each dreaming a dream of their
+              own.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;I don&#x27;t know since when, but I&#x27;ve stopped feeling
+              anything about... killing things like them.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Yeah.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Sinclair replied, thrusting his weapon into the skull of a dying
+              Bloodbag.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey, the weapons they&#x27;re wielding... don&#x27;t they kinda
+              remind you of the weapon that Casse—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>—tti was using?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Decorated with blood.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Coagulated blood. Identical to his weapon in essence.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Is this how all Bloodfiends... fight?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If we&#x27;re using Moses&#x27; family analogy, maybe they&#x27;re
+              something like his close relatives.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This must be the attraction that the Bloodfiend from earlier was
+              talking about.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Looks like this one&#x27;s the main attraction of this Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Bereft of choices, we are thus compelled to enter...</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="fifteen">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 15</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Welcome, one and all, to the main attraction of Area 1,
+              &#x27;Fantasy Blood-shooting Range&#x27;!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Things might get a little too spooky for little ones, so hold on
+              tight to your mommy and daddy&#x27;s hands!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, and don&#x27;t forget about &#x27;Fashinista Show&#x27;
+              attraction! We worked really hard on it. Please pay a visit to
+              pick up a free souvenir gift.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Gah... Sancho! Sheesh, you spooked me with your staring again,
+              your grace. Well, I&#x27;m thinking of giving out a few souvenirs
+              here. Lady Dulcinea just won&#x27;t stop teasing me about how my
+              attraction doesn&#x27;t get a lot of visitors—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wh... what the heck?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Is this place run by a buncha amateurs or something...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wanna know something?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mm, the quality of audio has found significant improvement in this
+              recording.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Long, long ago... a forever ago, really... Bloodfiends and humans
+              weren&#x27;t as friendly as we are today. How sad and tragic is
+              that?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... &quot;Today&quot;?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hating each other like cats and dogs, their every meeting
+              resulting in big brawls. Bloodfiends hunted every human they
+              saw... while humans returned Bloodfiends&#x27; appetite for human
+              blood with hatred for their kind.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh? Oh no! Bad, bad Bloodfiends are trying to eat those humans!
+              Whatever shall we do?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinners</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... What-ever-shall-we-do?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Uh... t-talk them out of it?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>BZZZT! Wrong answer! Think again! Who&#x27;s next?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HAAAAARK!!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They must be punished with impunity so they may never again hurt
+              the humans!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Correct!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodbag</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Bloodpocket.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Kehh... Keeeh.... Ksssh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Very well, then! Here&#x27;s a chance for you to defeat those bad,
+              bad Bloodfiends! How splendidly exciting is this?! HAHAHA!
+              HEHEHAHAHA!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424">In that land...</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >There won&#x27;t be any wearisome battles to fight. No constant
+                fear of getting devoured...</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424">There shall be only laughter.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="sixteen">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 16</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now! I&#x27;m sure kiddos are most excited for this part of the
+              attraction!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Welcome to the &#x27;Today, I&#x27;m This Area&#x27;s Fixer&#x27;
+              attraction!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              When the bad Bloodfiends appear, use those toy clubs we handed out
+              earlier by the entrance to knock &#x27;em all down!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Adults can play, too! Now beat that stress outta your syste—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              NO! We don&#x27;t need Bloodfiends pretending like those fake, toy
+              clubs hurt. Not anymore.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Only... only the real Bloodfiends remain here, now.</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="seventeen">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 17</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now, the bad Bloodfiends who want to hurt humans have all been
+              driven underground.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Only the kindhearted, righteous Bloodfiends remain on the surface.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They made a pinkie-promise with humans that they won&#x27;t covet
+              the human blood anymore! That they&#x27;d live peacefully, happily
+              ever after together! Because what&#x27;s better than peace, right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh...? But look! Oh, look!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The bad, no-good Bloodfiends are crawling back up to the surface
+              again!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Sneaking, slithering up to drink human blood!</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="eighteen">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 18</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Our human friends grew scared that the big, bad, scary Bloodfiends
+              might come back to hurt them again.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Spending every hour of the night trembling in fear of no-good
+              Bloodfiends... not getting even a wink of rest.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And you know how important sleep is to skin maintenance. A bad
+              sleep cycle is a leading cause of hair loss and various nasty skin
+              conditions!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hey, she&#x27;s got a point...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That&#x27;s when a Fixer, righteous and just, comes up with an
+              idea most ingenious.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What if...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And I mean really, what if...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... We could create a place in which humans and Bloodfiends may
+              coexist in happy harmony?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There, the kindly Bloodfiends will protect humans from evil
+              Bloodfiends... while humans will voluntarily share their blood
+              with the kindly Bloodfiends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How&#x27;s that? Now isn&#x27;t that really an idea most
+              ingenious?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet... &#x27;tis an impossible task. How can humans coexist with
+              Bloodfiends, those villains who have naught but the base craving
+              for human blood in their craven hearts...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, it&#x27;s only natural that such grand, impressive ideals
+              would be met with some resistance.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But a great leader is often flanked by capable vassals who help
+              them realize their ambitions... And soon...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              La Manchaland was born! La Manchaland, where your smiles of joy
+              bloom. La Manchaland, where everyone can dream free!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Look around, all! Look at all the smiling Bloodfiends, giving you
+              a toothy grin!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="nineteen">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 19</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But ooh, oh my! Do you see that one thing that&#x27;s missing from
+              the perfect La Manchaland?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Blimey, how long is she going to yammer on for?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How unpleasant. It&#x27;s like she&#x27;s underestimating us...
+              Talking our ears off with some nonsense drivel before sending in
+              her minions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oi! You&#x27;re listenin&#x27;, ain&#x27;t ya? Don&#x27;t think I
+              forgot you replyin&#x27; to us earlier!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh really? Do you really not see what&#x27;s missing?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Once you&#x27;re in La Manchaland, shouldn&#x27;t one rightly...
+              wear something that befits the occasion?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And ah, how could I forget those elegant yet tastefully flamboyant
+              masks?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Just like this! This feels much more like a festival now,
+              doesn&#x27;t it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now we know who really did those pretty makeovers for our Bloodbag
+              friends who escaped La Manchaland~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Quite the luridly repugnant habit she has.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hackneyed and boring sense of beauty. Hardly worth my time.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And thanks to all of you, La Manchaland found perfection.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              With this quarrel quelled, Bloodfiends and humans can now live
+              together in harmony, living in everlasting festivities.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The final tally of the bad, evil Bloodfiends our kindly adventurer
+              has slain is...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Eh, forgot the count somewhere in the middle. Anyways, you sure
+              killed a *lot* of those big, bad Bloodfiends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="twenty">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 20</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Tell us your name, O brave adventurer.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #84a79d"
+                >That is the condition of your adventure.</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #84a79d"
+                >If you are willing to accept these terms, then speak your name
+                to me.</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thou shalt know that my name... is Don Quixote.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ahh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              To use that name... You&#x27;ve gone just as insane as the rest of
+              us...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The voice from the announcement system briefly fell hesitant, and
+              an extended silence followed.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Brave Don Quixote, the adventurer, and her friends placed
+              first in the Fantasy Blood-shooting Range competition! Salutations
+              and Congratulations!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What shall be your reward?! Drum roll please, everyone~</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ta-da! Here&#x27;s a button that opens the path to the finest
+              attraction of all time in La Manchaland~!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;The Haunted: Bloody Mary&#x27;, the highlight of La
+              Manchaland, the frightening challenge that only the bravest of
+              adventurers dare face!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;So this is the &#x27;device&#x27; that leads us to our next
+              destination, huh...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This seems a tad too easy, don&#x27;t it? Just like that? And they
+              even bring the button to you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>According to the info I bought, though...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There&#x27;s only twenty-five percent chance of surviving through
+              the first Area. The odds aren&#x27;t great, but they&#x27;re not
+              terrible either.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What really matters though, is that we made it through! The
+              button&#x27;s right here!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You... bought the info? What&#x27;s that supposed to mean?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Are you saying that there were more testimonies from survivors
+              than what we heard earlier at the briefing?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ha ha... wow. You guys really are new to this business, huh?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Do you really think that the Fixers who managed to survive La
+              Manchaland would just... fork over their precious intel to the
+              Hana Association?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              No, of course not. They sell important intel like that to just a
+              few people who&#x27;s got the cash and the interest.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They also told me that, to activate the device in Area 1, we have
+              to kill all the Bloodfiends in that attraction and place first in
+              the leaderboard.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... And you neglected to tell us this why?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              W-well, I just thought we needed some time to build the trust
+              between us before I started sharing things.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Eh, I get it. I bet that intel wasn&#x27;t cheap to come by~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Y-yeah, totally... whew.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Has our mission ever gone this smoothly before?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;So... we press this button, and our job&#x27;s done here?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              It&#x27;s definitely suspicious how easy this was, but... what can
+              we do? Not press it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If we&#x27;re being optimistic... at least we should be able to
+              get out of Area 1 now and join the others.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Consider that information regarding Bloodfiends and Bloodbags is
+              rare to come by for the public.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Had someone unfamiliar with the particulars of battling Bloodbags
+              participated in this competition, it may have been difficult to
+              place first in the leaderboard.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hm... that&#x27;s also true, I suppose.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey, what other information are you withholding from us? Spit it
+              out. What more &#x27;trust&#x27; do you need?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Outis shoved Hugo, practically threatening him with her odd
+              emphasis on the word &#x27;trust&#x27;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That&#x27;s, uh. Um...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They say that there are three Bloodfiends here that we gotta avoid
+              at all costs.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Fixers call them the overseer Bloodfiends. If you want a better
+              chance of survival, avoid them. Or so they say.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There&#x27;s one in each Area, but hey. At least it didn&#x27;t
+              say anywhere in the terms and conditions of the contract that we
+              had to kill them, too. They don&#x27;t have anything to do with
+              eradicating La Manchaland, after all. ... Probably...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The point is, we should try to steer clear of those monsters.
+              Let&#x27;s just hit that button and book it—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I cannot well bring myself to do such a thing, O Fixer.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Uh... you can&#x27;t...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The innocent visitors to this terrible place suffer still, do they
+              not?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus, the only path of righteousness that remain before us is to
+              defeat all three Bloodfiends, those beasts who watch over this
+              slaughterhouse, and have them pay for their crimes!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Holy smokes, aren&#x27;t you guys going to try to talk her out
+              of this insanity? She&#x27;s your friend, isn&#x27;t she...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Bud, we already would&#x27;ve tried if we thought there was a
+              snowball&#x27;s chance in hell of convincing her.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hark! Show thyself, thou wicked Bloodfiend! I, Don Quixote, shall
+              vanquish thee!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Um~ So is there anything you can tell us about what these three
+              Bloodfiends look like?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Nngh... That intel cost me two mil...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... They wear the gaudiest masks...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Pffffhahahahahahha!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How fun, how fun! This is the most fun I&#x27;ve had all week!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Apparently their masks stand out for being extremely gaudy...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They must have a pretty &#x27;gaudy&#x27; smell of blood, as well.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Which one of you&#x27;s Don Quixote, friends? My eyesight
+              ain&#x27;t like it used to be!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And there she is.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Uh.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I asked which one of you is this &#x27;Don Quixote&#x27; who came
+              first place in this attraction of mine? Hello?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>H-her... her mask...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Just answer my question, and I&#x27;ll let the rest of you press
+              the button and head on over to the next Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>As long as you tell me which one of you is... Don Quixote!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&#x27;Tis—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>S-she&#x27;s right here!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Hugo shouted from the top of his lungs just as Don Quixote began
+              to speak.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The speed with which he called out her name was in striking
+              contrast with his previous slow, reluctant attitude.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>W-well? Can I press the button now?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ha... ha ha...! Fixers who activate a device gets 1.5 times the
+              rate when calculating the eradication reward!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Hah.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Try pressing the button now.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Ryōshū swung her absurdly sharp scabbard, chopping off his wrists
+              with blinding speed.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hugo</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Hugo.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hnngh... Agh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Y-young Ryōshū! Whatever hast thou done?! To put thy steel against
+              the flesh of a compatriot...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Never accepted that idiot as my compatriot.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Don Quixote, he was trying to sell you out.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>V-verily, yet...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I smelled treachery the moment I saw him. ... I waited, curious if
+              he would demonstrate even an ounce of creativity when pulling off
+              that act.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... But this is tired, meek, and clichéd. Can&#x27;t stand the
+              lack of originality.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;... So you would&#x27;ve just let him do his thing if it
+              was... interesting?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Pfft... Hehehahahaha!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, how did you know? I was going to kill him myself! I mean, how
+              could I let someone so scruffy and slovenly press the button in
+              our Area, of all places?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So. You&#x27;re that Don Quixote? The Don Quixote who won my game?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Indeed, &#x27;tis I.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Well, then...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... How did you win?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I have rescued numerous innocents and hewn my path through scores
+              of villains to vanquish a cur such as thee!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ha... ha ha... ha...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wh... wherefore art thou so giddy?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, it&#x27;s... I&#x27;m just so happy, you know?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, how did you like the game? Mine&#x27;s your favorite,
+              isn&#x27;t it? I was going to add a few more decorations here and
+              there, maybe some frilly lace... but I ran out of time.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You see, since Bloodbags can&#x27;t change themselves, I have to
+              dress each and every one of them myself. Anything too complicated
+              just isn&#x27;t sturdy enough to stay on.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What horrible crime thou confessest... I am not here to play thy
+              games.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I have arrived here to eradicate this terrible place that taketh
+              people, La Manchaland! To slay its villains slithering within!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Okay! But why aren&#x27;t you wearing the outfit I made for you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How discourteous of you! If you wanted to hang out in my Area, you
+              should&#x27;ve made yourself a little more presentable than...
+              this.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What the... Is it just me, or does it sound like their
+              conversation isn&#x27;t connecting at all with each other&#x27;s?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, she&#x27;s nuts. Let&#x27;s put her out of her misery...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hahaha! I just know that you&#x27;ll look great in a can-can dress
+              and boots with ribbons! Oh, I&#x27;ll make you look so pretty!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="21">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 21</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, hey... that reminds me.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How rude of me to... not say hello to our visitors... Right...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ugh...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;The mask...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I have to be courteous... It&#x27;s impolite to wear a mask in
+              front of our guests...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The face hidden behind the mask... was bloody and mangled. To the
+              point where it felt wrong to look at her in that state.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wh... no, don&#x27;t look! Don&#x27;t look at me like that!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Barber.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If you&#x27;re going to kill me, at least kill me with my mask on,
+              please? I know you will. I know you will! What&#x27;s a little
+              favor between you and me?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Bloodfiend&#x27;s unmasked eyes glowered intensely at Don
+              Quixote as she pleaded.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              As Don Quixote stood there, stunned by the sheer intensity of the
+              screeching Bloodfiend, a slow voice began to echo from the void.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The Barber used to enjoy wearing cuter, prettier masks. Something
+              with more charm, more elaborate design.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              She thought these terrifying, rough masks only served to scare
+              people.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Perhaps she believed that it was only fair that she wore a
+              prettier mask, now that her face was shrouded.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... That individual is wearing a mask as well, Executive Manager.
+              We must stay alert.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But... isn&#x27;t there just one overseer Bloodfiend for every
+              Area...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Maybe he&#x27;s from a different Area? But why would he...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Tsk, we should&#x27;ve gotten more intel out of the traitor before
+              he betrayed us...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Shite... a little much, innit? Two bigwig Bloodfiends right by the
+              entrance, seriously?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mhm, certainly. It appears to me that you are all rather spent
+              from the struggle against the Barber here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Then allow me to make a proposition.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You have gone there and back again on all kinds of adventures, yet
+              I am but a mere guide and a greeter here at La Manchaland, a place
+              of blossoming smiles and dreams.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So I will gladly open the path for you...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... should you promise to tell me all about your wonderful
+              adventures. So that you may find the prize you seek.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So that you may not lose your way this time.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;What...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              However, if that is not what you seek, well... why else would you
+              be slaughtering scores of Bloodfiends here now?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The masked Bloodfiend in blue, who suddenly appeared here...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... was clearly speaking to Don Quixote, and only Don Quixote.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Forsooth, many a great adventure have I undertaken—so many that to
+              recount them all would parch my throat before the tale&#x27;s end.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Yet thy trickery shan&#x27;t fool me! While the treasure is of
+              great worth, my true purpose here is to vanquish wicked
+              Bloodfiends such as thee!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I, Don Quixote! Shan&#x27;t compromise with villains!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ha ha... I had a feeling you would say that. But that won&#x27;t
+              do.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You have to share it with everyone, the most wondrous adventures
+              of yours.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wha—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The masked Bloodfiend raises his staff, and Don Quixote&#x27;s
+              mouth shuts. As though a supernatural power was forcing its will
+              on her movements.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              In that bizarre silence, her eyes shimmer quietly.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="22">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 22</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Please, hold on a moment. Can&#x27;t have a good tale without
+              proper backdrop and some music to set the mood, hmm?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              With a quick flick of his staff, the magician rapidly shifts and
+              warps everything around us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #3e7fed"
+                >[EP 1] - &#x27;IN WHICH ARE RECOUNTED THE MOST WONDROUS
+                ADVENTURES OF DON QUIXOTE&#x27;</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Where None Shall Tread
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Whuh?! W-what the hell?!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;G-Golden Bough resonance...?!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Recall. Recall the days of adventure you once lived!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Indeed. I have faced countless perils and enemies in my tales
+              of adventures.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Then how about we share a few select adventures you found
+              particularly memorable?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Let everyone see your grand exploits... in plain sight.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, how about this tale, then?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Let&#x27;s call it...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... The Hallowed Adventures of Don Quixote...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... and the Knight of the White Moon.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">The Knight of the White Moon</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ta-da.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The Knight of the White Moon? Is that who you really are?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ha ha, of course not. I must apologize for my delayed
+              introduction.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              My name is Sansón, and I will be your guide on your visit here at
+              La Manchaland. &#x27;The Knight of the White Moon&#x27; is nothing
+              more than a role I play.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... The Knight... of the White Moon...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>How do I look? Close enough, would you say?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mm. You seem quite peeved that such a role would go to someone
+              such as myself.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, then. We have another actor present here to play this
+              character. A little green, a little incomplete, but still with the
+              sign of great potential.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I give this role of the Knight of the White Moon to you.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>M-me?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Sinclair held his forehead for a moment, then looked at his
+              changed appearance in confusion.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">But that did not last.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Even Sinclair&#x27;s gotten... quiet. Like something&#x27;s
+              controlling his mind.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It appears that they have become like &#x27;actors&#x27; on a
+              stage. As long as that individual is talking, they cannot break
+              character.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>W-woah, is this safe?!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The pair sought a certain river, the tales of which have been told
+              only through legends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Only the Knight of the White Moon knew the path to finding it. Don
+              Quixote was merely going as directed by the Knight.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, excuse me. &#x27;The Trio&#x27;; can&#x27;t forget our dear
+              Rocinante.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Each had a very distinct sound of footsteps as well.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The Knight, an experienced yet relaxed gait.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Rocinante, a stoic yet powerful stride.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And you... stumbling hither and thither.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It is a deep, deep place where no one dares tread.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The deepest part of the City, once challenged by countless
+              adventurers, Knights, and Fixers...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A quiet, terribly tranquil place inhabited only by the floating
+              nebulae...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;We... only have a little further to venture.&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>“…….”</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Once we find the river...&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;I will guide you to the place that will be your residence
+              henceforth.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;An abandoned lighthouse where no one visits.&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Please, make that place your home.&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ahh, the Knight has given our hero a place to live.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What a kindly knight. Such loyal friendship brings tears to my
+              eyes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Very well! Then I trust thee to lead the—&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No, no. You did not have a line here.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Why was that, one must wonder... Was it the excitement, the
+              anticipation that got your tongue?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, well. Not the most exciting start to an adventure, was it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Let&#x27;s keep things interesting. Shall we move on?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #3e7fed"
+                >[EP 2] - &#x27;WHICH TREATS DON QUIXOTE&#x27;S ENCOUNTER WITH
+                THE BANDITS&#x27;</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Where None Shall Tread
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ah, shite! I can&#x27;t move!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There is no observable method by which we may escape the flow of
+              this stageplay.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;If we don&#x27;t have a choice in the matter, then...
+              let&#x27;s at least pay attention to it.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Thinking back, we&#x27;ve never actually given much attention to
+              Don Quixote&#x27;s stories before. We considered them to be too
+              ridiculous. Too tiring to listen to. I could think of a thousand
+              different excuses...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... we came up with to avoid having to listen to her stories.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Let&#x27;s pay attention to Don Quixote&#x27;s story for once,
+              her story we never knew.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              In this tale, we look at but one of many, many adventures of Don
+              Quixote.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Through the journey, the great adventurer Don Quixote visited many
+              villages.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And, eventually, the adventurer arrived at a village of shepherds.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>A village of shepherds, indeed...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Upon my arrival I could see plainly that the village was routinely
+              terrorized by a band of highwaymen and raiders. Verily, I could
+              see the palpable fear worn on the faces of the villagers. Thus, I
+              inquired one of them to learn of what plagued them so.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Oh, my...! You must be the brave and famous adventurer Don
+              Quixote! Please, deliver us from pain, milord.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Alack for woe! The wicked caitiffs—the bandits—fell upon thy
+              village!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;I, Don Quixote, shan&#x27;t let pass this plain villainy and
+              bullying unanswered!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Worry thee not, for I promise thee on all that is I, that I
+              shall rout the no-good bandits from thy village!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;But... there&#x27;s too many for you to defeat all on your
+              own, dear adventurer!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Do not let such fear plague thy mind, for there are no
+              adventures in which I, Don Quixote, have not prevailed! Wouldst
+              thou not agree?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah... hold on, hold on a minute. Something feels off, doesn&#x27;t
+              it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Aught doth?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Who might you be talking to? The Knight of the White Moon? Or...
+              your brave steed, Rocinante?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well, plainly...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... it must be Rocinante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Many adventures have I braved alongside Rocinante. A friend and a
+              compatriot whom I shan&#x27;t trade for anything in the world!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Wouldst thou not agree, dear Rocinante!&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Y-ye, yes, your worship, Don Quixote.&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Pffft, Greg? Didya just turn into a horse?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now, now. Let&#x27;s try to focus on this adventure, shall we?
+              Otherwise, Don Quixote, as brave an adventurer this hero may be,
+              cannot fend off this whole horde of bandits all alone.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Indeed... There were too many of them. &#x27;Twas a battle most
+              difficult, just as the villagers had feared.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Will this plan succeed, your worship?&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;What better plan dost thou suggest, dear Rocinante?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Oh, well. I don&#x27;t have a plan or anything. I don&#x27;t
+              know as much about the ways of adventuring as you do, Don
+              Quixote.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;I shall stand as myself that is manifestly myself,
+              Rocinante. That is to say, that I stand without fear!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Still... can&#x27;t you see that we are terribly
+              outnumbered? Know that to back down is not to flee; that one must
+              know when to stop their stride when danger outpaces hope...&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Shame, it seems that Rocinante was not as brave as Don Quixote.
+              And not very compliant for a horse... or a pair of running shoes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Haah.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Fie on thee, Rocinante. Hold thy tongue! In all the years I
+              have lived and places I have visited, I am yet to know a pair of
+              running shoes as rebellious as thee! Hast thou not espied enough
+              of my courage to fight them? Then I, Don Quixote, shall prove it
+              to thee this instant, Rocinante!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus I, Don Quixote leapt into the fray the likes of which hath
+              not been seen before, or thereafter.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Flee not, ye devious caitiffs!&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Shouting so, I stabbed and stabbed and stabbed with all my
+              strength behind the lance.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="23">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 23</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Eventually, I managed to wholly purge the village of bandits and
+              return the peace to where it belongs!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;O Don Quixote, your worship! I thank you for protecting our
+              village. How may we repay this great favor?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The villagers spoke of the reward for this brave adventurer.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Of course they did. Expecting a reward for a job done well was a
+              most natural thing, indeed. After all, who would do such difficult
+              work for no pay?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;No need, my good lady! There is no need at all. I have
+              merely done my duty as a righteous Fixer.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Oh my! For truth?! You helped us... for free? Without
+              expecting any compensation?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Forsooth! For that! Is the duty of a Fixer. Ah, yet... ahem.
+              If thou truly wishest to help, then... I do have aught to ask
+              thee...&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Of course! Anything for you, brave adventurer!&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;That is...! &#x27;Tis naught of any import, of course.
+              &#x27;Tis... uh...&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>“…….”</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;... Huh?&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ebcaa2"
+                >But, um... how could we repay you...? We don&#x27;t have much
+                money...</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >Your running shoes look like they could fetch a nice
+                price...</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Fie on thee! A... ...doth not dole out justice based on promise
+                of capital!</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Still, if thou truly wishest to help, then...</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;This memory... Was that... Don Quixote...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah, can&#x27;t have dead silence on the stage. Let&#x27;s keep
+              things moving and head on to the next tale, shall we?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="24">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 24</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #3e7fed"
+                >[EP 3] - &#x27;IN WHICH IS RECOUNTED THE MATTER OF DON QUIXOTE
+                AND THE HELMET&#x27;</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Shepherds' Village
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thus continues the adventures of Don Quixote.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;That &#x27;Relic&#x27; or whatever it is... is it even real?
+              What if those bastards were lying to us?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Nay, such cannot be true, for they would not lie to their
+              very deliverer. I am certain the Relic is near.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The pair are clearly searching for something. But pray, what might
+              that be?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;I beseech thee, fellow traveler of the road. Dost thou know
+              aught about the local tale of &#x27;A Noble and Knightly Helm of
+              the Absolutely and Incandescently Resplendent
+              Mambrino&#x27;?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>“…….”</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;If yer&#x27; lookin&#x27; for that... absol.. incan...
+              whatever helmet, ye might wanna go up that little hill over
+              yonder, walk along the trail all the way into the cave, and keep
+              goin&#x27; deeper &#x27;till ye find the helm. At least
+              that&#x27;s what folks say out &#x27;ere, milord.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Before the Cave
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Very well! Then I shall march to that cave posthaste!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Cave's Deepest Fathoms
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus, Rocinante and I journeyed to that cave in search of that
+              legendary helm. &#x27;Twasn&#x27;t easy, forsooth. One of trials
+              that which dared to stand in our path was a big, scary bear...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;G-grrr...&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Behold, dear Rocinante! That creature there must be the
+              man-eating bear the tales of which we have heard so much of.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oi, how long am I gonna be in this getup? It&#x27;s pissin&#x27;
+              me off.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Listen, you sod. It&#x27;s— &quot;Grrrr.&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;I am... beholding it...&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;...You can handle it, right? Like you always do?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Verily! A mere beast such as that bear shan&#x27;t match our
+              strength!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="25">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 25</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus, we vanquished the bear and claimed the fabled Helm of
+              Mambrino ours!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr></tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23">Really, a bear?</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >I can obliterate that poor animal in less than three—</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Oh, please. Where is the fun in that? We shall battle this fell
+                beast like... ...from the books!</span
+              >
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              H-helm...? Do you think these stories are... actual adventures of
+              Don Quixote?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Miss Don Quixote. Not once have we truly given you chance to
+              regale us with your tales of adventure.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mhm. She usually only talked about adventures of other Fixers.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Or she would persistently nag us about our own adventures.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... I&#x27;m not sure. Let&#x27;s keep listening.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="26">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 26</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Fantasy Blood-shooting
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              W-what just happened? I... I just started saying the lines like
+              I&#x27;ve known them by heart...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Y-yeah... it&#x27;s like... we were almost hypnotized by
+              something. And it felt so real, as though we were really there.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I know this sounds absurd, but I clearly remember transforming
+              into a horse. Then, a pair of running shoes, somehow. But I was
+              still myself up here. Strange...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah, how wonderful was that story, hm? I like this one much more
+              than the juvenile, naive story of peace and happiness between
+              humans and Bloodfiends that this place has to tell.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, where did you place that precious helm? If I had such a
+              priceless artifact myself, I would be wearing it on my head every
+              single day.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Tragically, the helm ill fit my head. I had no choice but to
+              leave it in mine warehouse.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Most likely...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Shame, shame. Why did you not keep a close eye on something so
+              important, something you had to go through so much to claim?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You might regret the want of it someday.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As much as I would like to hear what comes next... this seems to
+              be where I bid you all adieu.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I will open the entrance to Area 2, as promised. I&#x27;m sure
+              there aren&#x27;t any other Bloodfiends who are as honest about
+              their promises as I am.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wicked... Bloodfiend, how dare—!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote&#x27;s rage resumed just as the story ended, but she
+              was still stuck in place as though the tale hadn&#x27;t left her
+              body just yet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How exciting. What new tales shall greet you in the next Area, I
+              wonder?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, then... I hope you enjoy La Manchaland&#x27;s next Area, O
+              righteous adventurer of justice... Don Quixote.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;What... was that...? That wasn&#x27;t a Golden Bough
+              resonance, was it? It felt... slightly different.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I have no idea what he did to us, but we all helplessly froze in
+              place. As though we were all collectively hypnotized...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It wasn&#x27;t like this when we entered Yi Sang&#x27;s fathoms,
+              right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Mm. Quite. We could then well tell that it was merely a
+              reenactment of a tale with a pre-written script we read of our own
+              volition.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Maybe it has something to do with that Bloodfiend&#x27;s...
+              special ability?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It may be that he took advantage of La Manchaland&#x27;s Golden
+              Bough resonating with a certain Sinner among us... and inserted
+              his own power there to cause this phenomenon.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;We should... probably steer clear of that Bloodfiend...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Faust...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              We can&#x27;t continue this story. We shouldn&#x27;t.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I didn&#x27;t have the courage to tell them what I&#x27;ve been
+              thinking this whole time.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              That Don Quixote, the hero of the story in which she vanquished
+              the bandits and protected an innocent village...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              That Don Quixote, whose eyes twinkled with sheer excitement at the
+              thought of taking down La Manchaland...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... will eventually be forced to spill before every Sinner...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... That she is a Second Kindred, Bloodfiend.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>However, Dante...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Agh... the Bloodfiend hath given us the slip...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Alas! We have dealt a fatal blow against one of them, and managed
+              to activate the device we had intended to access! &#x27;Tis a very
+              successful mission thus far, I say!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">She was back to her usual, energetic self...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... there comes a time when one must awaken from their dream.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... but Faust&#x27;s answer seemed to be pointing toward something
+              else.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Once the button was pressed, a low rumble emanated from around
+              us...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              And a large passageway slowly emerged before us, like gargantuan
+              parts of a great machine ponderously clicking into place.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ho! Let us hasten to the subsequent canto of this epic!</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="twentyseven">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 27</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> -1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Nay, tease me not, jest me not as though my
+              venture is one for fools.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >I have already explained that you do not know
+              of true adventure.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >We shall soon walk a path of suffering, its
+              intensity unprecedented and monumental.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Do you not see the grand gate of adventure
+              risen, unlatched before us?</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Thus, silence your prattling and resume the
+              preparations; let us leave posthaste.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2"><span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >…….</span></td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >... This is quite odd, however.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2"><span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >……. </span></td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >Since when was Rocinante given the gift of
+              speech?</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> La Manchaland, Area 2
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              While we had our reservations, we took the path Sansón opened for
+              us and made it to the next Area.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I&#x27;m worried about Xichun and the other Fixers. They were
+              assigned Area 2, right? I hope they&#x27;re alright...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Xichun will be okay, I&#x27;m sure. Oh, that reminds me... I have
+              a funny family in-joke to share...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oho, let&#x27;s hear it.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It goes like this. Any of our siblings who managed to survive on
+              their own up to the age of thirteen in our household will probably
+              be a-okay even if they were to be tossed out to the middle of the
+              Outskirts! Hehe...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Ahm. Okay, we should hurry. I bet Area 2&#x27;s just as bad...
+              if not worse, than Area 1. If something bad were to happen to your
+              sister in front your eyes—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Then I will gather her remains and lay them in her final resting
+              place when I return home, whenever that may be.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Xichun would have done the same for me.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Yeah?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Anyways~ Whew! Ain&#x27;t this place a bit drafty, fellas?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">This place feels very different from Area 1.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Unlike Area 1, which was extremely gaudy and overtly decorated...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... this place is teeming with ominous, depressing silence.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah. This place is... how should I put it... It&#x27;s eerily
+              quiet. Almost spooky, even...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Welp, I hope this is the good kind of quiet~</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Y&#x27;know, what if it&#x27;s just quiet down here because the
+              Fixers who made it here first already took out all the
+              Bloodfiends?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;It is pretty suffocating to just sit here, not knowing who won
+              the fight... or if there even was a fight.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Let&#x27;s try not to get added to that wall of missing persons
+              posters...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>How much time do we have until La Manchaland closes?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Five hours, by my estimation.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Nice, nice. I&#x27;d say we&#x27;re moving at a decent pace. Hey,
+              what if we&#x27;re the first group that managed to activate their
+              Area&#x27;s device?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well, we did suffer some losses...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Losses? I believe we&#x27;ve only pruned a traitor in our midst.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yet... aught sits ill at the back of my mind still.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It was not as though we passed the first Area by our own will and
+              effort; it was the command of the man in his magician&#x27;s
+              outfit by which we were &#x27;made&#x27; to pass through.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well... he was a pretty weird Bloodfiend.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              R-right? And... I couldn&#x27;t quite tell what it was, but there
+              was something familiar about him...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Something familiar? Hm, I guess he did seem kinda similar to
+              Ryōshū, in that artsy-fartsy way.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Ryōshū quietly let out a cloud of smoke. It briefly lingered
+              midair before turning into a bizarre shape.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>T-that&#x27;s cute... is that a cat-shaped plume?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hoo... It&#x27;s you. Weeping and sniveling.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              An expression of the consequences, should you mistranslate me in
+              the future.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ooh...? Huh, this place is pretty neat.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Ooh, what is it?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Look here, on the map. They have an infirmary.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Guests injured on a ride, guests who need a moment to calm
+              down, or any Bloodfiends who are in urgent need of blood, you can
+              find help here!&#x27;...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Huh, ain&#x27;t that awfully nice of them.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They said that La Manchaland was intended to be where Bloodfiends
+              and humans can peacefully, happily coexist.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Maybe... a long, long time ago... it really did work for a while.
+              At least according to the descriptions on this map.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Nonsense! &#x27;Twould be an impossible task, most evidently!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              An adventure such as this cannot possibly exist in any tale of Don
+              Quixote. A place to coexist with villains...? Pah, absurd...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hmm, this subject doth remind me of a case Lord Siegfried had once
+              resolved.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A battle atop a bridge, it was! Back then, the villains suggested
+              a compromise most devious, not unlike the one suggested by the
+              wicked ones who inhabit this place.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They sought to seduce him with promises of riches and power, to
+              have him stand with them!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yet Lord Siegfried refused to bend his knee!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              He answered their suggestion with but a mighty socking against the
+              villain&#x27;s jaw...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh, that one-hour edit of the &#x27;battle&#x27;? Wasn&#x27;t it
+              pretty obvious that it was staged—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... and declared thusly!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Thou shan&#x27;t make a purchasable product of I, Siegfried,
+              with thy contemptible money!&#x27;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              AND! Fired off his super special laser beam cannon at the villain!
+              ZWAAAAAHHHH—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Attention, men.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... A timely intervention from Outis put a stop to Don
+              Quixote&#x27;s story.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There are remains of Bloodbags strewn about in close proximity to
+              this attraction.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It&#x27;s called... let&#x27;s see. &#x27;Haunted: Bloody
+              Mary&#x27;...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm. Is this one of those, uh, &#x27;haunted mansion&#x27;
+              attractions?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey, Sinclair. Do ya think these haunted mansions have actual—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              S-stop right there! Hey, my parents took me to an amusement park
+              too, okay? S-so don&#x27;t think you can use this to tease me or
+              scare me like—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... It was a genuine question. I&#x27;ve never been to an
+              amusement park, you know.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ahh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I-I&#x27;m sorry.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Eh, don&#x27;tcha worry about it! So, do these places actually
+              have ghosts or nah?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I-I&#x27;m fairly sure they have some pretty cheap-looking
+              animatronics or mannequins at worst.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As attractions of that category often admit guests of all ages,
+              including children, they do not place real paranatural entities
+              such as ghosts inside them. However, they often install various
+              tools and visual effects to stimulate fear responses in their
+              guests.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yeah, these are usually family attractions.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> -1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Where&#x27;s your family? Your
+              siblings?</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >I never had anyone, not even on the day I was
+              born. I&#x27;ve only known... the cold... the
+              loneliness...</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2"><span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Then let me…</span></td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >... grant you the will to live.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >The family I shall grant you will forever be
+              by your side. Come with me.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="twentyeight">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 28</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Haunted: Bloody Mary
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It&#x27;s been so long since I visited one of these haunted
+              mansions... The last time I was at a place like this, I thought
+              when the next time came I&#x27;d be here with my family again.
+              Not... all on my own like this...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              All on your own? C&#x27;mon, kiddo... You&#x27;re here with your
+              coworkers~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ahm. Coworkers who are... kinda like family, innit?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Enough chit-chat. Everyone, direct your attention to the floor.
+              There&#x27;s something there.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Yes, there are numerous signs of battle. Just as I expected.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A stench, this miasma of rot fills my lungs... it has been some
+              time since the battle took place.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... No body here appears to be a Fixer who participated in our
+              ongoing mission.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Or maybe they&#x27;ve all been turned into Bloodbags and are
+              shambling through the haunted mansion... but it&#x27;s probably
+              better to not share that kind of thought here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;There&#x27;s blood everywhere...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Tzzzt... zzzt...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I welcome you all with all my heart, dear guests, to Haunted:
+              Bloody Mary.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The portrait from which the voice was echoing from was torn in
+              half.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              From what we could deduce from the remaining part of the portrait,
+              it was likely a depiction of the king of this castle... or at
+              least, that was the story it tried to convey.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... It&#x27;s all torn up.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Meursault</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Meursault.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It can be extrapolated from the torn patterns that it was intended
+              to be displayed in its current, tattered, form.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You find yourselves in the castle of an ancient, once-prosperous
+              kingdom that has long fallen to ruin.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now, you must explore every corner of this derelict castle to
+              unveil the true secrets of the old kingdom.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Please note that there are several installations with the explicit
+              purpose of inducing fear. If you have a heart condition, or cannot
+              handle horror very well, please reconsider partaking in this
+              expedition.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So he says.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              W-well! V-v-v-v-verily, I have no such fear in my heart! Pah!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Aagh! Don&#x27;t squeeze me so tightly, Don Quixote!... Can you
+              let go of my arm, please...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm? Sancho, your grace, if you have something you would like to
+              tell me, please come closer and...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I missed a line, you say? What... ah, I see.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ahm, ahm. Let the fire of courage light your way in this adventure
+              of cold, bone-chilling fear.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The tour must start somewhere around here... Hm. That
+              mirror&#x27;s gotta be where the Bloodfiends used to hide to shock
+              their guests. And look, that ceiling panel&#x27;s slightly ajar.
+              That&#x27;s probably where—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Angry Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Keeeeeh! I hate smartasses who can&#x27;t keep their mouths shut!
+              Stop explaining things!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HEEAAAAGH!!!!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Bloody hell!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Huh, she was right...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Angry Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Don&#x27;t you understand that the real fun of Haunted: Bloody
+              Mary is walking into a scare knowing that it&#x27;s going to
+              happen?! Why can&#x27;t you just be a good guest?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Sorry, I&#x27;m just not that nice.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Angry Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We were just going to let you through, but... she&#x27;s really
+              getting on my nerves!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="twentynine">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 29</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Haunted: Bloody Mary
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Right, then. Was that the last of the Bloodfiends here?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Mhm! &#x27;Twas a victory in our favor!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No. There&#x27;s more.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Trembling rats inside that coffin. They lack even a morsel of
+              shame.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">We opened the coffin Ryōshū singled out...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Gah! Holy shit!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... and several Bloodfiends came tumbling out.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>L-look who&#x27;s talking...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;... Ryōshū, can you see through walls, by any chance?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I only smelled their dirty cowardice.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Did... did they leave?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Who do you mean by &#x27;they&#x27;?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The monsters who came to hunt us... those... bastards going around
+              smashing our rides and attractions...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ohh~ I think I know who you&#x27;re talking about. Did they make
+              it safely past this attraction?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Probably...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You didn&#x27;t get a good look at them?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We had no choice. Our roles were to jump out and scare people
+              during the &#x27;The Banquet with Bloodfiends&#x27; scene, but...
+              we stayed put in here because they were even scarier...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Th-the visitors used to scream and run when we&#x27;d jump out of
+              these coffins... They really, really loved it... We even took
+              pictures with them once they were done with the attraction...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hey, guys... wanna know something cool? We&#x27;re running an
+              event where we&#x27;ll take a free commemorative picture with you
+              for only 400ml of blood. How&#x27;s that, how&#x27;s that?
+              Don&#x27;t ya wanna leave a picture of this spoooooky experience?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              400ml is nothing, right? It&#x27;s just a little trickle of blood
+              with no danger to your health. I even heard that you humans have
+              to draw blood once in a while anyway to renew your blood supply
+              and keep things fresh and healthy. You all wanna live long,
+              healthy lives, don&#x27;t you? I betcha do!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Mate, you serious...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Heeugh! No, no. I&#x27;m sorry. I won&#x27;t drink your blood. Not
+              even a drop. I... I didn&#x27;t want to be a part of that plan
+              anyway... I just wanted to get out of here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... That reminds me. I wonder what happened to the one who managed
+              to escape? I should&#x27;ve run away too, when I had the chance...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It is likely that he is referring to Cassetti.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But... would outside be any better? How will I live on? Hiding in
+              sewers like rats... hiding from humans...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I don&#x27;t want that life... no, but this place is also just...
+              so... ahh...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We&#x27;re cornered... there&#x27;s nothing we can do! We have no
+              options left! It&#x27;s either die or live a life worse than
+              dying...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Surprised Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>This accursed La Manchaland!</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirty">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 30</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Haunted: Bloody Mary
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Tzzzt... zzzt...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Congratulations, O brave adventurers. You have uncovered every
+              secret of the kingdom.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is time I let you leave. Should you face such terrors in the
+              world beyond, remember your bravery here and triumph over them as
+              you have today.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And now, please give a warm welcome to the Bloodfiends of the
+              attraction &#x27;Haunted: Bloody Mary&#x27;. They&#x27;ll be here
+              for the &quot;Spooky Scary Photoshoot with Bloodfiends&quot;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And the narration just stops there, huh. Well, we already took
+              care of the Bloodfiends who were supposed to show up on cue, so...
+              yeah. Makes sense.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>He would&#x27;ve G.U.H.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... &quot;He would&#x27;ve graced us himself&quot;, she says.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What misfortune! Every clue that may have shed light on the
+              secrets of this tragic kingdom&#x27;s history has all been
+              pulverized by the guests who passed through before you.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;... Did the voice just change? It wasn&#x27;t just the audio
+              quality this time, right?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... &#x27;Tis the voice of that Sansón.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And our dear Bloodfiend actors who have put so much effort into
+              giving you a good surprise have all disappeared as well.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... We have brought righteous judgment upon those evil wretches.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Even the gentleman responsible for that narration...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, perhaps in place of a photoshoot, we could slot in a brief
+              explanation about the secrets of this kingdom.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The voice beyond the speaker began with a hint of excitement, as
+              though he&#x27;d been expecting this situation all along. Or maybe
+              he&#x27;s expecting something to come of this.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Long, Long ago, a lonesome king resided within the towering
+              walls of this great castle.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Enduring so many years in such a desolate place... wore him down.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Lonely mornings, silent nights. The king&#x27;s heart forever a
+              hollow void.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, this soul-crushing loneliness drove the king to yearn for… a
+              family.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Desperately. Oh, so desperately.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, the king began turning his wish into reality. Forging a family
+              of his own, blood-bound, to spend the rest of their lives together
+              until the end of days.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The king&#x27;s love for his family was bottomless and generous;
+              soon, the cold, desolate castle became a cozy home brimming with
+              warm laughter.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet, perhaps... happiness simply isn&#x27;t a thing that lasts.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It was on one of those many happy days when a knight, hailing from
+              a faraway kingdom, arrived at the gates of this castle.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The knight was a traveler and a wanderer with hundreds of
+              adventures and thousands of tales to tell, collected from hither
+              and thither and yonder beyond the world outside the castle.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The king, who had spent his entire life never setting so much as a
+              foot outside the castle, requested that the knight recount tales
+              of those adventures to him.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The knight, at want of any reason to refuse this request, said as
+              such: &quot;O honored king! Verily, I shall regale thee with tales
+              of the worlds I&#x27;ve witnessed, the adventures I&#x27;ve
+              undertaken!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Soon, something new, something different, began to fill the
+              castle—tales of thrilling adventures. Some days, they would talk
+              of a long voyage at sea, of heroes braving the relentless waves.
+              Some days, they would whisper the heartbreaking, tragic tale of
+              lovers. Some days, they would sing of a hero&#x27;s perilous
+              encounter with an unyielding monster... and it kept going, and
+              going, and going, as though &#x27;the end&#x27; was an idea alien
+              to them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As the king spent days upon days without sleep or rest, lost in
+              the tales of adventures, he soon came to a grave realization.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That his family of blood... this confined happiness locked within
+              the castle... cannot fill that void in his heart.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, the king began to fill that emptiness with tales of adventures
+              the knight regaled him with. And his infinite love for his family
+              started to grow in a different direction. Toward adventure. Toward
+              the knight. And toward the world outside the periphery of his
+              castle.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The family thought it wouldn&#x27;t last. It was all but a
+              fleeting dream, after all—just a brief, silly whim in which he
+              fancied himself as what he was not, donning himself a pair of
+              ragged boots and wielding an iron lance.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The family waited. Waited for the king, their creator who not only
+              gave them love... but bequeathed them the same void of the heart,
+              to love them, and only them, again.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet, for all their waiting, what came thereafter from the
+              king&#x27;s mouth was bitter to their ears.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Let us bring down the walls of this castle! Let us make
+              friends with those outside!&quot; declared the king.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The family was afraid. To bring down the castle meant that their
+              comfortable, familiar, and eternal home and nest was to be no
+              more.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But the family loved the lonely king and his will, enough to help
+              him demolish his own castle. So the deed was done, spades in their
+              hands.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet... those who lived outside the castle were far too different
+              from those who lived within.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The king&#x27;s family had to give up so many things.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Happiness. Joy. Ecstasy. Pleasure. Hope. Anticipation...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They had to give them all up, because otherwise... they could not
+              become friends with those outside the castle.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So the king outlawed happiness from his family.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because he believed that they could be happy merely by watching
+              the happiness of others, of those who lived outside the castle,
+              blossom. That happiness was something that could be shared.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Believing that their happiness could be our own, in time.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>All of our pursuits of happiness... were deigned a sin.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Narrator</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So I ask: why must we repent for our happiness?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There were so many mentions of &#x27;family&#x27;... What do you
+              suppose he&#x27;s trying to say?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>A load of shit, that&#x27;s what.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How interesting. I wonder if that family ever had real happiness
+              to begin with?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              While everyone else found themselves rendered speechless by this
+              gloomy tale, Hong Lu did not hesitate to share his thoughts as
+              though it was just another lighthearted tale.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah, look; I see the exit sign over there. Looks like this is where
+              the attraction ends?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Y-yeah. It says something under there...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              There was a sign on the wall with instructions written in bolded
+              letters.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              &#x27;All Bloodfiends must attend at least one weekly consultation
+              session with the Priest.&#x27;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Consultation session...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Consultations of what kind, and on which subject... One must
+              wonder.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hmm... anything, I guess? Or maybe it&#x27;s like... a confession?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Huh. I know it&#x27;s clearly not true anymore, but...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... La Manchaland must&#x27;ve put in a lot of effort back in the
+              day.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Indeed. Perhaps... they once dreamed of coexistence.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Nay.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Nothing but wicked trickery, all.</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtyone">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 31</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Confessional
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              After a short journey, we came upon a quiet and solemn-looking
+              room.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">And in front of it stood...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... a group of Bloodfiends, looking at us in anticipation.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              But they all appeared to have gone through their share of battles.
+              Many of them appeared injured and out of breath, clearly
+              exhausted.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Are you here for the consul... excuse me. For the confession?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Confession? What are you talking about?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Within this room is the one who forgives our sins.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But before you enter... take a deep breath. And please, give an
+              honest answer to my questions.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>First. How intense is your desire for blood today?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              One for &quot;a lot&quot;. Two for &quot;mildly&quot;. Three for
+              &quot;somewhat&quot;. Four for &quot;Intensely, unbearably&quot;.
+              Five for &quot;It is driving me insane&quot;. Six for
+              &quot;It&#x27;s killing me&quot;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... This one kinda seems out of it, too.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Whatever nonsense art thou speaking of? &#x27;Tis none, of course!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Then here&#x27;s my second question. Did you consume your hemobar
+              today? One for &quot;yes&quot;, and two for &quot;no&quot;.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wai—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              DON&#x27;T! Don&#x27;t Cut me off! You must answer all of these
+              questions to be granted audience with the Priest.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              If you have not consumed a hemobar today, then please explain your
+              reasoning.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Dammit, isn&#x27;t it obvious?! It tastes like shit! Even
+              sucking blood from an insect would taste better than that!
+              You&#x27;d agree, wouldn&#x27;t you? Huh?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, boy...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Guys... get ready.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Last question: did you feel the parchedness in your throat when
+              you looked at a human today? Say yes, no, yes, no, YES, NO. YES,
+              NO. YES YES YES YESYESYESYESSSSS!!!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              YES! ALWAYS! LIKE I&#x27;M ABOUT TO GO INSANE! No, actually, not
+              really. Not even for a moment.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtytwo">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 32</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Confessional
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ahh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I have sinned. I have sinned once again today, I confess...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Take... take me to the Priest... They said it&#x27;s all going to
+              be okay if I visit the Priest when I feel the thirst... They
+              said...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So that Priest is... in there, right?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You&#x27;re going to have to wait your turn... the other... ones
+              sought the Priest too... Must&#x27;ve been sinners as well...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So... there might be a... queue...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Praying Bloodfiend</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest_staff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, the Priest... gladly... ...ing the sins in our stead...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;We should probably... check what&#x27;s behind this door,
+              right?&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I shall take the vanguard, Manager Esquire!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Woah...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Villains! I—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> -1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >What I am certain of, is that this intruder
+              will never leave us alone until we open our gates.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >We must put an end to this insolency soon,
+              wouldn&#x27;t you agree?</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >I suppose you will understand me when you
+              create your own ■■■■■■■...</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >Worry not. I intend to put an end to this
+              today. I have been planning to do so for a while.</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Confessional
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              When we entered, we saw... a dying Bloodfiend, nearing his death.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              His mask was already cloven in half, revealing the pitiful tragedy
+              behind.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">It no longer served as a mask to hide his face.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Have you... come here... to confess your sins?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah... what joy... Rarely do I receive those who... are so willing
+              to confess...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>This one... He&#x27;s only a smoldering stub.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I could snuff out his embers with a gentle stomp.</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtythree">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 33</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Confessional
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Don&#x27;t touch it. That thing is mine.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Xichun and her men approached us, appearing to be in pristine
+              condition compared to the Priest.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Xichun.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Shut up. I don&#x27;t want to waste any more time talking to you.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ha ha.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This one&#x27;s almost dead. What&#x27;s the point of keeping him
+              alive?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Isn&#x27;t it obvious? These are signs of torture.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It seems that the device in Area 2 has already been activated...
+              So what are you torturing him for? Prying for more information?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yes. Haven&#x27;t I told you already?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>My goal isn&#x27;t the eradication of La Manchaland.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Okay. But I doubt you came all the way out here just to enjoy
+              torturing some Bloodfiend.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You&#x27;re right. We&#x27;re not like those Bloodfiend Hunters...
+              we don&#x27;t torture them for sport.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The Hunters exist only to inflict as much pain as possible against
+              as many Bloodfiends they can get their hands on, you know? They
+              don&#x27;t even care about the money.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But I don&#x27;t care about either of those. What I&#x27;m looking
+              for is a specific piece of information I came all the way in here
+              for.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I wanted to know what &#x27;specific piece of information&#x27;
+              she was talking about, but I was pretty positive that she
+              wasn&#x27;t going to answer that question anyway.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, you arrived just in time. I was just about to crush its
+              skull and brain within it, anyway.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              No amount of pain could wake it from... whatever this dazed state
+              it&#x27;s in. As you can see...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... it must&#x27;ve been long driven mad from pain. Reminds you of
+              the tricks from back home that could induce such an effect,
+              doesn&#x27;t it? Big brother.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Jia Xichun asked as she gestured toward the Priest, who was
+              splayed out helplessly on the ground. Her voice was dripping with
+              contempt.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Despite her viciously threatening words, the look on the
+              Priest&#x27;s face was serene. He looked at us with eyes that
+              couldn&#x27;t be more at peace.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Seeing you and your... friends... reminds me... of one of the
+              visitors to my confessional.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I don&#x27;t quite recall when it was, but a Bloodfiend by the
+              name of Lorenzo became a repeat visitor to the confessional. At
+              first, I wasn&#x27;t sure why he would feel the need to visit me;
+              he simply exuded positivity that much.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Oh, dear Priest. I&#x27;m doing great today! These hemobars
+              really are some impressive inventions.&#x27;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Oh, I gobbled up one-hundred-and-ten hemobars today. In one
+              sitting... This has to be some record, right?&#x27;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Tragically, Lorenzo&#x27;s positivity did not last.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Today I... licked a syringe for three hours. There was a
+              droplet of blood on that thing... and ah, I can&#x27;t forget that
+              blissful taste lingering on the needle.&#x27;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;I didn&#x27;t eat a single hemobar today. We&#x27;ve known
+              for a while now that these stupid bricks don&#x27;t do anything.
+              They do jack shit for us, and you know that.&#x27;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;How much longer are we... are we going to have to live like
+              this?&#x27;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I knew the answer to his question, so I gave it to him. &quot;You
+              know this already, Lorenzo...&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;From endless forbearance comes coexistence.&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;So sing and cheer louder! The more pain you feel, bury it,
+              suppress it with laughter! Let laughter never end here, at La
+              Manchaland!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              However... the last time I saw a true, genuine smile on
+              Lorenzo&#x27;s face...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... was moments before he was buried under this place, his head
+              burst open, his brain spilling.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It made me curious.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What is the meaning of burying someone who lives still?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You and I would never know the answer to that question, would we?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Priest</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Priest.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Did you bury the body of Cassetti yourself as well, hm? That
+              fugitive?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>...! U-unhand me...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Don Quixote!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, that&#x27;s enough of this nonsense. Get out of my way.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Jia Xichun swung her fan toward the Bloodfiend, but...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... he was nowhere to be seen.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ngh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Wei stepped in at the last second to block the Bloodfiend&#x27;s
+              strike from behind.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The Priest had the most profound faith of them all.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>When did...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;...! The magician...!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The faith that everything will be alright. The faith that
+              everything shall be as he willed. The faith that we shall all find
+              happiness at the end of all things.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And he was the only one of us who did not turn his back to our
+              suffering.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So... when more and more of us began losing grip of our patience,
+              he was the first to reach out to them. Gave them a helping hand.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet... the one who cares for the hearts of others cannot help but
+              fail to tend to his own.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Alone in the corner of this tiny, tiny room... the Priest&#x27;s
+              heart ailed and withered.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>How many of us knew this, I wonder.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Hey. I&#x27;m really happy for you that you&#x27;ve mastered
+              your art of butting naturally into conversations like this.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But you&#x27;re sorely mistaken if you think you can just pluck
+              your friend away again, got that?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Let us be precise, hm? I am here only to continue the tale.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Villain! Hast thou come here to distract us once again with thy
+              vile tricks?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No, no. Of course not.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>My vile tricks...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... are all for you, and none other.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Only for you.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wh-what...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Well, that&#x27;s enough misery for a tale, hm?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You have so many more riveting tales of adventures to share,
+              don&#x27;t you?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>O Don Quixote, the great adventurer.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Many a great adventure have I undertaken, yet I have no tale
+              to tell for one so vile as thee.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              My... I should have been more mindful. I suppose stepping onto the
+              stage all on your lonesome must be a tad embarrassing, hm?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That is not what I—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I fully understand. It is no easy task to command the entire
+              audience alone on the stage.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Allow me to offer you some assistance.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> -1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >Halt! Halt, Rocinante...!</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              <span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >I don&#x27;t want to leave, I don&#x27;t! Why
+              do you refuse to obey me...?</span>
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2"><span style="color: #ffef23"
+                >STOP!!!!!</span></td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;That... was...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wh... What... what was that...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I must&#x27;ve slipped. Please, it has been a while since my last
+              show.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Slipped?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Sometimes, the order of things go out of whack when the play
+              reaches its crescendo and the swelling emotions sweep you off your
+              feet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I offer my sincere apologies; let us begin anew.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              From the day of that fateful duel against the Knight of the White
+              Moon.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That duel... was one of the greatest battles I have ever had the
+              honor of partaking in.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Don Quixote&#x27;s voice falters once again, falling
+              unnaturally quiet.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Sansón must be working his trickery again...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Indeed. That duel was the first meeting of Don Quixote and the
+              Knight of the White Moon.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The same Knight who guided our Don Quixote, the adventurer, to the
+              river in the deep... to the River of Oblivion.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>River in the deep...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Manager, I think I know what&#x27;s going on.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That man is—</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Now, now. Let&#x27;s focus on our roles for now, shall we?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Let&#x27;s see here...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... The Knight was the first one ever to match your strength.
+              Correct?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Verily. The Knight was...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> A Certain Castle
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... one of truly impressive might.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Shite, not again...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ngh, this is gettin&#x27; real annoying...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The Knight of the White Moon was garbed in the rags of an outfit
+              that appeared rather unfamiliar and ridiculous...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Twas the Knight who challenged me first as well. Forsooth, I
+              was quite impressed by that daring courage.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Perchance the Knight was curious to test my might, as my name was
+              known far and wide in all corners of the City through mine
+              adventures.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... A great adventurer like you would have accepted that duel with
+              gusto, certainly?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Indubitably! I replied thusly: &quot;A true adventurer cowers not
+              from a duel once challenged! Let us battle, O brave Knight!&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thus began the storm of blades, as your lance...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... clashed with the Knight of the White Moon&#x27;s greatsword.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Mm...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet, with every duel, no matter how great or trivial, comes
+              certain stakes. This historical duel must have been no different.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;I care not whether I am to emerge the victor or the loser of
+              this battle.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Yet... O Don Quixote, should thee meet my challenge in a
+              fair duel...&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;I promise thee. That in thy hands I shall present what thou
+              seekest most.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Boldly and fiercely, the combatants clashed once again...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And Rocinante signaled the start of this duel.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Because if anyone was watching, it would be Rocinante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Ready... Go!&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              For three suns and three moons, we tested the mights of our
+              blades.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hold on. Weren&#x27;t you holding a lance, not a bladed sword?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... &#x27;Twas but a figure of speech!</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtyfour">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 34</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> A Certain Castle
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The duel, from its first clash to the last, was evenly matched,
+              with no clear winner pulling ahead...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... and every spectator&#x27;s hands began to grow slick with
+              anxious sweat.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Some had gathered to cheer us on as well.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;... Yay, Lord Don Quixote... You can do this, your
+              worship...&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Pahaha! Look at the lass&#x27; face! Now that is priceless!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, then, I&#x27;ll cheer on the Knight of the White Moon.
+              Let&#x27;s keep things fresh.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Wooo~ Brave Knight, you got this~!&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The tip of my blade hewed deep into the Knight&#x27;s left
+              shoulder, while the Knight&#x27;s blade left a slight gash on mine
+              ear.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Oh no! The great adventurer Don Quixote, wounded in a duel? Is
+              everything alright?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Worry not, for all is right indeed! Wounds gained in battle are
+              but seedlings of honor; &#x27;tis no blemish on mine!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, I do believe that my skills were a smidge superior to the
+              Knight&#x27;s. Perchance, had I decided to put a little more
+              strength behind my strike, I may have dealt a blow most final.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... The combatants charged one another at full speed.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>To see who shall emerge victorious from this epic duel.</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtyfive">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 35</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> A Certain Castle
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And the victor...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Who won?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&#x27;Twas...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... neither.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The duel ended in a draw, a highly irregular occurrence.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Then, did you resume your duel then and there?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Nay. As great as I may have been as an adventurer, in my heart was
+              no such vicious ruthlessness, for I knew the significance of
+              clemency.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I asked thusly to the Knight.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;For three suns and three moons have we dueled, and fatigue
+              hath set in for many. Why not lay rest to thy blade for a moment
+              and recover?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;Should we continue to duel in this state, the countless
+              spectators shan&#x27;t get their much-needed rests, no? &#x27;Tis
+              too cruel to force them to forgo sleep only to see the outcome of
+              this duel.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Wouldst thou not agree, Rocinante?&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Um...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Rocinante replied.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;Y... yes, your worship?&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Or...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;No response. It&#x27;s just a pair of shoes...&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Or maybe... this is what Rocinante said.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&quot;I...&quot;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;... was wondering when this dumb, pointless battle would
+              come to an end.&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &quot;I have prepared some refreshments, so why don&#x27;t the two
+              of you enjoy them together or something?&quot;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thus the long duel came to an end.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So, is it really true that no one claimed victory in this battle?
+              Did it truly end in a draw?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The duel...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... was indeed a draw. Highly irregular in tales of mine
+              adventures. A brief truce, if thou wilt.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet! I must claim that, when it comes to technicalities, the true
+              victor was myself! Upon our final clash, my bla— my lance was
+              pressing forcefully upon the Knight&#x27;s blade.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Still, with a heart of boundless generosity, I offered the Knight
+              a chance to parlay with me a truce.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So you did.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now that you&#x27;ve compromised on this truce with no promised
+              end date... what happened thereafter?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>We... became friends.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hm. A friendship forged in a clash of blades. It is a clichéd
+              trope, for how rare it is in reality.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Then did your wish come true, just as the Knight had so boldly
+              proclaimed?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>P... perchance...?</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtysix">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 36</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Confessional
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Do any of you know what technique he&#x27;s using?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I can&#x27;t... move. Not even an inch.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, did you think we were all standing here like mannequins for
+              the hell of it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Allow me to interject and posit that... some were likely jealous
+              of that friendship.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              A friendship so bold, especially between an adventurer and a
+              knight, is bound to invite certain... envious hecklers.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Y... yes, indeed.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Many did grow envious of this fellowship between us.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Lady Jia Xichun, stay on guard.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Wake up. Don&#x27;t let the words of that man delude you, and—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yes, that is exactly what those hecklers said.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You wished to maintain this true friendship for as long as
+              possible, however.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So you swung your righteous lance of justice! Against those who
+              dared to attempt to wedge a divide between you two.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You swung your lance.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hngh... Agh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;No, don&#x27;t let him!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Foul... villain...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>How darest thou employ such vile trickery again...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh my.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It seems the story was cut short.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What tragic sort they are.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The Priest had wished to care for them with all his heart, only to
+              fail.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              All the while the one who created this place did not care for
+              them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Do you hear it, too? Even today, the Parade continues.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You do not want to miss out on La Manchaland&#x27;s Carnival and
+              its Parade.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It appears that our story must wait until next time.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              With that, Sansón lightly flicked his staff against Jia
+              Xichun&#x27;s posse.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ...Most of her men stumbled for a moment before slumping to the
+              floor, unconscious.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              And as the Sinners stood there in shock, he disappeared from our
+              sight.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Bloodbags and Bloodfiends begin to fill the void Sansón left
+              behind...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtyseven">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 37</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Confessional
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Who is he? He almost took out my entire faction with a single
+              flick. We... we didn&#x27;t even stand a chance.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That&#x27;s what I&#x27;d like to know, lass.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>By the way, you there.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Who are you?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Xichun pointed at Don Quixote.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That guy seemed very interested in her, for whatever reason.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Forsooth... that scoundrel must have recognized that I am the most
+              dangerous threat against his villainous plan to foment evil...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              As the Sinners gathered themselves, Wei held the line, holding
+              back the endless horde of Bloodfiends and Bloodbags.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              He was protecting his men, yes, but... his primary concern seemed
+              to be with the horde getting in Jia Xichun&#x27;s way.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... While I do not like this... I must suggest that you accompany
+              your blood relative.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wei, what if he tries to take this opportunity to kill me?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But this young master is different. Unlike the others,
+              he&#x27;s...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I know. He&#x27;s not the type to do something like that. Imagine
+              if it was big sister Yuanchun.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              She would have sent her assassins after you the moment you met.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Right. I guess... if it was anyone else among my siblings,
+              they would have sent their lackeys after us already.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Or... maybe I&#x27;m not even worth that much effort already.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Thus, young master Baoyu is our only hope, my lady. There is
+              no recourse.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Wei</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Whey.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Do you hear it? The endless melodies...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... I know. Something went wrong in Area 3.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Will you be coming with, Xichun?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Just a temporary alliance, that&#x27;s all.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              From the looks of it, neither of us are interested in the reward
+              money dividends. Which means that we&#x27;re both here looking for
+              something else.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So, at least until we get what we want, we&#x27;ll...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I know. We&#x27;ll be fighting again once grandmother&#x27;s snack
+              runs out, right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              She&#x27;s quite haughty for someone who should be groveling at us
+              for help.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Me and my men cleaned up Area 2 in less than an hour.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And you only got here way after we were finished.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              H-hey, we just forgot to pick something up so we had to backtrack,
+              that&#x27;s all. I&#x27;m tellin&#x27; ya, we wiped the floor with
+              &#x27;em in less than thirty min—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Great. Then we should have no trouble cleaning this place up once
+              I join you, right?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Consider me a useful, first-rate silver sycee, why don&#x27;t you?
+              I&#x27;d say we&#x27;re on quite the even ground; why would I
+              grovel for help?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Lass is so shameless that I&#x27;m at a loss for words.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Ohhh... yeah. I see the family resemblance now, mate.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Is that a compliment? Ha ha.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It&#x27;s an insult.</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtyeight">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 38</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Confessional
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So... that bizarre Bloodfiend nabbed the Priest as well, eh?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Considering that he&#x27;s also the one who took the Barber from
+              Area 1...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You know what else is naggin&#x27; me? It&#x27;s the way he talks.
+              Saying absolutely bonkers shite with a straight face like
+              he&#x27;s the only sane man.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It can be said that the purpose of this behavior is to collect
+              necessary stage props... or... perhaps, the main cast of a
+              stageplay.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>In that case, we must keep our eyes on...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... the stageplay he wishes to show us.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>For we are yet to observe the specifics of his intent.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>If only you kept your big mouth shut...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... W-well, that is... I simply cannot put a stop to myself when
+              he asketh me to regale thee with mine adventures... B-but they
+              truly are most ingenious tales, I say...! Though I may speak them
+              perforce, driven by villainous compulsion, prithee, listen well!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And like Jia Xichun said, he could&#x27;ve easily taken us out if
+              he wanted to. But he didn&#x27;t.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ugh... I hate this. I really don&#x27;t like how it feels like
+              we&#x27;re just playthings in the palm of his hand.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Excuse me, manager... I mean, Dante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Sinclair carefully calls over to me.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Hm?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I&#x27;m sure you already noticed this, but... I just thought I
+              might mention it. Just in case.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>This mission...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Sinclair hesitated for a while, unsure how he should word this,
+              then looked directly at me with a degree of conviction.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... it&#x27;s all about Don Quixote.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And she... is completely oblivious to it.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Fie! What tragedy, what tragedy to let that abominable Bloodfiend
+              slip away!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yeah, ya looked totally torn up about it when you were excitedly
+              telling us about that duel.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Nngh... hardly did I know that a request to hear my tale would
+              have such seductive strength! &#x27;Tis one of my dreams,
+              indeed... yet... agh, how could I allow myself to be seduced like
+              this! Once this mission is complete, I shall train my mind to the
+              utmost—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I stared at Don Quixote, who was chattering away with the other
+              Sinners in her usual blissful cluelessness, then back at Sinclair.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Clearly, he was as conflicted about this as I am.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Yeah.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And I&#x27;m sure you have a good reason for not telling us what
+              you know about her.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Also... yeah.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Remember?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Back when we all went to my hometown... Don Quixote gave me one
+              real heck of a beatdown.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I&#x27;m sure everyone, including myself, remembered what happened
+              after Guido&#x27;s death.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thinking back to it now, it&#x27;s a bit... embarrassing, but... I
+              remember what Don Quixote said when I was starting to lose
+              control. Told me that I had to return to my senses.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I&#x27;m sure it needs a degree of courage and determination to
+              rise to the occasion like that.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>But she stepped in without hesitation for my sake.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I want to be like her. And I&#x27;ve been trying my best to be
+              like her... W-well, I probably have a long way to go, but still...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It&#x27;s not too much for me to hope for, right?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;No, I think that&#x27;s a good kind of thing to hope for.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Pray tell! What &#x27;good kind of hope&#x27; art thou speaking
+              of?!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>AAAUGH?!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Aught seems to have caught thee off guard! What is it?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Oh... We were just chatting about this contract.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oo!!! Hast thou wised up to it as well, then?!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... No way.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Verily, there is no other way to look at this. This mission... it
+              must all be about...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Young Hong Lu! Dost thou see as I do?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Hong Lu?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Hmm?! Manager Esquire, I espy a need for thee to improve thy
+              insight! Young Hong Lu&#x27;s expression hath appeared quite
+              peculiar today, and...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... I... don&#x27;t see what&#x27;s different about him today?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... he hath even had a dramatic reunion with a long-lost blood
+              relative!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Ah, and forget thee not about the sudden onslaught of names of his
+              other kin, and this potent aroma of secret enmities, which may
+              signify a tragic history of familial drama...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Though I myself have nary a one to call my kindred blood, I must
+              imagine that such confrontations must be quite harrowing.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thus! Manager Esquire!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Uh?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Prithee, take good care of young Hong Lu.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Verily, from a certain perspective, we are sailing through each of
+              our own adventures, wouldst thou not say?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;That&#x27;s... true.&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And an adventure is very much like a journey of suffering.
+              &#x27;Tis imperative that thy heart remains steadfast through the
+              trials and tribulations of the quest.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Allow me to share a tale of my old adventure, to demonstrate. This
+              tale takes place in a tavern like any other, in which I...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote&#x27;s tale of adventure continued through our entire
+              journey to Area 3.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... Some Sinners and I did pay some attention to it, but we
+              didn&#x27;t find much of her story to be of any use.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="thirtynine">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 39</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Carnival Parade
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The long parade, the end of which lay beyond my sight...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ...may have appeared like a real festival, full of joy and
+              celebration from a distance.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              People marching in rows, the singing that knew no end.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The tune of their music was so hopeful, so cheerful, that...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... I almost felt myself compelled to join them and dance along to
+              the carnival procession.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              If the parade in question wasn&#x27;t full of shambling Bloodbags
+              and the terrified sobbing and pleading of its victims, that is.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬Let us march together, O happy hour♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬To the beat of upbeat drums♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />            </td>
+            <td>♬Without worries or concerns♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+<img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />            </td>
+            <td>♬Here at the grand Carnival of La Mancha (La Mancha!)♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Captive Victim</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>H-help me, please...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... What lies ahead?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/None_Extra.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Aha! We&#x27;ve a new guest! Yes, we&#x27;ve been getting so, so
+              many guests today~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What lies ahead, you ask? Well, it&#x27;s Dulcinea the beautiful,
+              the Lady of the Parade!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, have you met any other Fixers around?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Brother, you still haven&#x27;t learned to read the room?
+              After all this time?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Only two possibilities here. They are either Bloodbagged and
+              dancing with us here~
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>~ or killed the Bloodbags and made it to the front!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hm. Sounds like we should keep moving to the front, then.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No, stay with us.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Come on, stay with us and dance!</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="forty">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 40</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Carnival Parade
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              We finally found a moment of respite from Bloodfiends...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I looked toward Don Quixote for a moment before turning to Faust.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I had to know the answer to this question before moving forward.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;... Faust knows why, doesn&#x27;t she?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Why... what caused Don Quixote to transform, back then...&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yes...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I suppose there is no reason for this information to remain
+              classified from you any longer, now that we are here.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... For Bloodfiends, going against the bloodstream is akin to a
+              taboo. Back on the WARP train, Cassetti attempted to turn Don
+              Quixote into his Kindred. In other words... a lower Bloodfiend
+              attempted to turn a higher Bloodfiend.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Didn&#x27;t Moses say that there&#x27;s a... psychological
+              barrier that makes it practically impossible for them to do that?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yet, there was a variable then, by the name of Rocinante. As long
+              as Rocinante remains on her feet, Don Quixote loses all
+              characteristics and powers of a Bloodfiend save for her desire for
+              blood.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Then, when Rocinante sensed that Cassetti had broken the
+              Bloodfiend taboo, they slipped off on their own from Don
+              Quixote...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... and Don Quixote, her nature as Bloodfiend returned, must have
+              felt a strong level of instinctual revulsion and fury against
+              Cassetti who attempted to break the taboo.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That would explain her high level of aggression at the time.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Then...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Come on, where&#x27;s the end of this line?!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There is no time to gripe! Clear the path ahead so that our
+              Executive Manager won&#x27;t have to suffer these monsters.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;…….&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Will you not inquire further?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;No...&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Of course, I had a whole mountain of questions to ask her.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              But the answers to those questions did not lie with Faust.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &lt;Because what matters now is that we keep forging onward.&gt;
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬I&#x27;m going insane♬ ♬From this burning thirst♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬In the streets♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Saunter SO MANY TASTY MORSELS FOR US!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬As it tears♬ (My nails are falling off…!)</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬As it cracks♬ (My hands... my face...!!!)</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬Keep smilin&#x27;♬ ♬With those lips♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend with a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff1.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I can&#x27;t... I can&#x27;t move my lips anymore... Stuck in a
+              smile...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The lyrics are...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Yes. Getting increasingly depressing.</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="fortyone">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 41</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Carnival Parade
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... The highlight of the Parade must be near. The song changes
+              once again.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬And we built it♬ ♬Our very own♬ (Happy kingdom!)</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬Say goodbye♬ ♬to pain♬(Rest well, O Father!)</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬All be jolly now♬ ♬At this kingdom of joy♬</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend holding a Parasol</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea_staff2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>♬At La Manchaland♬ (Come one, come all!)</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Is she... Dulcinea...?&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Underneath the garish, violet parasol she stood.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              And under her feet squirmed someone, slowly dying, ensnared in
+              this bizarre spectacle.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... It&#x27;s that Bloodfiend Hunter we met back at the empty lot.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Even the Hunters...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>HARK!!! Cease thy villainy this instant!!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Bloodfiend leading the Parade in a beautiful, extravagant
+              dress...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... she quietly regarded us from behind her mask, from under her
+              parasol.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Then speak.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Why must we stop?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Tis a question with an answer most simple. And obvious.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Because thy villainy is unjust!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We are come to rain destruction upon this den of villainy, La
+              Manchaland.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus speak plainly of thy founder&#x27;s whereabouts and accept
+              thy rightful punishment!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I see.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So you&#x27;re still playing that childish make-believe.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              &#x27;Tis no make-believe! &#x27;Tis a part of mine hallowed
+              adventure.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oh, your eyes...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I have always hated them.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That look of arrogant disinterest as though nothing before you was
+              worth your concern. As though you were not a part of the world,
+              but only a detached observer.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Long did I wonder to see when your eyes would twinkle so vividly
+              again...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... and now that I finally see them... I find myself hating them
+              still.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Still as foul, revolting... and hateful, for all that glimmer.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Every day we paraded in a circle, in the very same route, with
+              the very same heart.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wishing for a new day to begin...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Though Cassetti, who played the Prince of the Parade, has left us
+              to build his own kingdom...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... a lone Princess should be enough to rouse our guests.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Was it you who hypnotized people with this music?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wrong question. Because I was also charmed by an illusion.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              All seem to mistake that I am the mistress of this parade, that I
+              lead the path, only because I stand at the forefront of it.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because I am Dulcinea, the most beautiful... the most noble... I
+              was given the role of the Carnival&#x27;s Lady.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I do not lead it; I am but another attraction of the Parade.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hah, I see now.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ryoshu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ryoshu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              This is a parade of broken things, biting one after another in a
+              cycle of infinity.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Do you see now?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That La Manchaland is where we relive our beginnings and ends.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because it was said that amusement parks have no place for what
+              isn&#x27;t happy...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Fated to repeat our beginnings and ends ad infinitum, the times
+              when we were still happy... When we were still... us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because only then shall our memories become tainted by happiness.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Gregor</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Gregor.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... The Fixers who were assigned to this Area... They&#x27;re all
+              dead, then?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Bloodfiend Hunter</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/BloodHunter.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Gnnnnhhhh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Hah... ha... funny, isn&#x27;t it? The other Fixer who was
+              assigned to the same Area as us... stabbed us in the back...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... and doomed... us all.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How... pathetic... All that posturing... just to die here... from
+              some knife in my back...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Dead? No, they have but joined the Parade. For they were not
+              worthy to have a part in our ending.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Humans, devoured and driven by hatred, seeking no betterment nor
+              happiness.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              With no other purpose or direction in life other than to slaughter
+              as many of us as possible.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>So hideous, yet so pitiful.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>We had only wished to relive our memories.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I can hardly contain my disgust at thine excuses.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Don Quixote boisterously cut through Dulcinea&#x27;s despondent
+              musings.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              We need not mire ourselves in discussions of worthiness to bring
+              thy deserved judgment!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Bloodfiends! From what I have heard, it is said that thy kind slay
+              humans and commit all kinds of depraved, heinous immoralities just
+              for a drop of blood.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Is that all there is to it? For so paltry a reason?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>For something so puerile, so insignificant and trivial?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              How darest thou seek to deprive humans of their right to live, for
+              such trifling gluttony!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Dulcinea remained silent.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              She looks away into the distance, staring into the times of the
+              far past, then closes her eyes.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Now that I muse upon it, perhaps this feeling of mine toward you
+              is envy.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You have everything we&#x27;ve ever wanted... just for claiming
+              that name as your own.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Those twinkling, innocent eyes.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I hate them still.</td>
+          </tr>
+        </table>
+      </section>
+
+      <section id="fortytwo">
+        <table border="1">
+          <tr>
+            <td class="episodes" colspan="2">Episode: 42</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Carnival Parade
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Answer me now! What is it that thou claimest that I have?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What weight did my name carry?! Speak!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Where— How— Where didst thou...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Everything. Everything that we Bloodfiends of this Area
+              desire.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              To exist in ignorance of the truth that we are but going in
+              circles, not marching toward what lies ahead...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Something that we all desire but own not, yet you have...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Oblivion.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              That which all who are lost in this Area yearn so desperately for.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The privilege to flee from everything. From desires, from shame.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The gift of oblivion, the innocence, the naïveté to endure and
+              live through another day.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No, not again...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I thought it was about time you missed me.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is high time you regaled us with that particular tale,
+              isn&#x27;t it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Tell us how that grand adventure, for which you abandoned us all,
+              ended.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Galloping on, and on...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              As always, Rocinante was merrily and energetically galloping on
+              with you upon its saddle...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Come on... just die!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Romero</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Romero.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hngh...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... while leaving us to slowly expire in a most painful death.
+              Just like this poor soul.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Enough.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Please... Enough...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thy strength must surpass mine; thus bound I have become by thy
+              sorcery. Yes...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              So please, I must beseech thee so. I have no choice but to beg,
+              for I cannot turn my tongue into a sharp spear to skewer thee...!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I will pray unto thee, cower and grovel before thee... to cease
+              this wickedness!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, why stop now? Don&#x27;t you just love sharing the stories
+              of your adventures with everyone? Isn&#x27;t this exactly what you
+              have always wished for?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You have such a captive audience before you, listening to your
+              tale more intently than ever. You won&#x27;t get another
+              opportunity like this.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... I don&#x27;t want to. Not anymore.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>But you will.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You will share your tale.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>For that is your role in this play.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Where None Shall Tread
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus you, Rocinante, and the Knight of the White Moon embark on
+              your final adventure. Or, perhaps, it would be more accurate to
+              say that... you fled.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>We saw so many rivers on our way here, didn&#x27;t we?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>All these rivers... were beneath the City all along?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is said that when an efflorescent tree comes to blossom,
+              steeped and nurtured in the waters of many rivers since its
+              saplinghood, it becomes imbued with a special power.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I can&#x27;t even begin to imagine what powers a tree born from
+              that particular river may hold.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Pray tell, what river is it that we seek?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, none of the rivers we&#x27;ve walked by is the one
+              we&#x27;re looking for.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Not this one either, then?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Regrettably, no. Perhaps we should seek a river that flows even
+              deeper into the abyss.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The depths of the Ruins are certainly dangerous, even for someone
+              who&#x27;s ventured down here in the past. It&#x27;s giving even
+              you a run for your money, isn&#x27;t it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... What river is this...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Whoever drinks the waters of this river shall be granted a vision
+              of... a certain future. It brings the drinker visions of what is
+              to come, yet blinds them to all things save for those of the
+              future, driving them to insanity.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And to the drinker, only a singular future remains: a vision of
+              their own madness.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I call this the &#x27;Mirae-mirae River&#x27;... or the River of
+              Future-future. It must&#x27;ve had a name once, but this is the
+              name I gave it.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Quite the irony, then.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Though it won&#x27;t show you the exact moment you wish to see,
+              you may look into the river to catch a glimpse of a certain moment
+              in the future. It may be quite disorienting, but... would you like
+              to try anyway?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I ill wish to be so close to the waters, but... I shall.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What do you see?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Chains... a great gate... and... a timepiece... A flaming
+              timepiece...? And... a promise...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is as you have said. Visions I have seen, yet I fail to see the
+              sense in each of them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Right. You won&#x27;t ever get a clear picture unless you drink
+              the waters yourself.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Still, if you&#x27;ve seen that clock... and the visions of
+              promise...? Hm. Perhaps this has something to do with that promise
+              you made with him.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The promised timepiece, is it...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              After suffering through brutal trials upon trials, you arrive at
+              the place you have been searching so hard for.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>And here, we return to the very first chapter of this tale.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>This is...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The River of Oblivion.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Lethe, the River of Oblivion
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Outis</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Outis.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Lethe...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thus spake the Knight of the White Moon.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Are you certain?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Drink from this well, and the life you have lived thus far will be
+              no more.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>All of it, gone in a sip.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You reflexively gulp.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I have... decided.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Will you answer me, were I to ask you why?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I see it still, past the darkness of my eyelids.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I see a vision of that day. The screaming and shouting, the stench
+              of blood, the...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              The more I recall, the more I find myself cracking and crumbling
+              like a castle of sand.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Thus I wish to forget everything that&#x27;s happened and crawl
+              into a deep slumber.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Because while I sleep, there will be no fear, no hope, no
+              suffering, and no glory.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But there is an unsavory part to sleep, isn&#x27;t there?
+              It&#x27;s...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Yes. It is much like death. Yet it distinguishes itself in ways
+              that matter.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You want to dream.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              For those mere words which made us leave everything behind, only
+              to shackle us in the end... I long to continue the dream I have
+              been but a mere witness to.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Then...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... I have no other way to help you, do I?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The name of this companion...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Then... before oblivion takes my name away from you, allow me to
+              introduce myself one last time.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I am the flower-seeker, a wanderer, a traveler across the City and
+              the Ruins.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I am the one who marked the final period to this unforgotten
+              adventure of a lifetime with you.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>My name is Bari, the Knight of the White Moon.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I will now leave, and return to my search for the river and the
+              flower born from its waters. As I always have.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... Even should I drink the waters of this river... will you tell
+              me the tales of Fixers still?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... I may pass by this area quite often through my journey.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Every chance I get, I&#x27;ll leave a book or an item behind.
+              Things that may be of help to you.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Thank you.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Thus, you lean over the river to drink its water.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              However valiant a knight Don Quixote was, she cannot help but
+              shudder from an overwhelming sense of terror and omen.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I... no. I cannot have let such fear touch me. I, who have written
+              such tales of brave adventures...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Well, every tale needs a rising action and a climax, doesn&#x27;t
+              it? It&#x27;s the ups and downs that keeps things interesting.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Hgh, nngh...!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Sansón ignores Don Quixote&#x27;s struggles and rapidly continues
+              the tale, like he was incanting a spell.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Our common, primeval fear of the flowing water. Your body
+              shudders, horripilation of the skin spreading through every inch
+              of your being as your psyche, your consciousness itself, furiously
+              refuses to approach its undulating surface. Our blood, thicker
+              than water, cycles through your system with inhuman rapidity as
+              your heart begins to race like that of a rabid animal.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yet, you must conquer that fear. You had to.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Moments before you take a sip of that river&#x27;s water, a
+              thought flickers through your mind. That to continue this
+              adventure was meaningless.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>That is how you dismount Rocinante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sansón</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sanson.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Rocinante, only borrowed from its original master.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Don Quixote looks down toward Rocinante.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              I... at least Faust and I know what Sansón&#x27;s incantation is
+              attempting to accomplish.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              He&#x27;s trying to draw out her memories from the River of
+              Oblivion...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Don Quixote! No, don&#x27;t...!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Faust! Do someth—&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Nothing can be done.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Faust</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Faust.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>This flow is destined to be.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Heathcliff</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Heathcliff.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What... what&#x27;s goin&#x27; on? You two look bloody serious all
+              of a sudden.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Wait. If we connect all these tales into one, then...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Ishmael</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Ishmael.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No way, is she...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... No. That&#x27;s impossible.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Hong Lu</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/HongLu.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Is there something you know, Xichun? Can you let me in on it?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Don&#x27;t get all excited. I&#x27;m probably wrong. But...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... if this terrible prediction turns out to be correct, then
+              you&#x27;ll find out even if you don&#x27;t want to.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Xichun</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Xichun.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... I&#x27;ll compliment your nerves, at least.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Carnival Parade
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Don Quixote&#x27;s spine slowly bends forward.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              This cannot be stopped. She does not try to stop it, either. Don
+              Quixote moves as though she was destined to, as though this was
+              all but her part in the play.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              For a moment, she appears tranquil, even brave. Like a knight
+              briefly dismounting from a beloved steed.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Yet once she dismounts, once the repressed memories return...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The Sinners will come face-to-face with the red glow of her eyes
+              and the metallic stench of blood that surrounds her.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Once the truth comes out, we... the Sinners... will never be able
+              to see her in the same light again.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Dante...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Yi Sang</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/YiSang.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... This must have aught to do with her ragged running shoes...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              What I&#x27;ve been fearing ever since the incident at the WARP
+              train, the fear that has been madly scratching at the back of my
+              mind...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The fear that the bond between the Sinners will be irrevocably
+              broken.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Will everyone be accepting of this deception, accidental though it
+              may have been?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Even if we were to survive, will she return to how she once was,
+              as one of us Sinners?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              How will I appear in their eyes? I, who knowingly hid the truth
+              from them? Can I truly face this Don Quixote, when I trembled from
+              so much fear the last time?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... Yet...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              As if to render all these raging thoughts in my head void...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Don Quixote takes off Rocinante...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">and lets her bare feet touch the cold earth.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              All of a sudden, visions of Don Quixote&#x27;s past begins
+              flooding into me, raw and unfiltered.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Flee... for you must live. For you must live and continue my tale.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But I&#x27;m a... ... I cannot live among humans. I cannot...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Have you forgotten? With my Rocinante, no place shall be beyond
+              your reach.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> ???
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Rocinante, stop! Stop walking, NO!!!</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I don&#x27;t want to leave, I don&#x27;t! Why do you refuse to
+              obey me...?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Please, please! I don&#x27;t want an adventure, stop! Please!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Please, Rocinante...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Don&#x27;t take me away from here...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Knight_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              There are places called &#x27;amusement parks&#x27; in the City.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Knight_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Everyone is happy at amusement parks, merely by being there.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Knight_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>It&#x27;s enough to make everyone dance, sing, and laugh.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Knight_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>No wars. No strife of any kind...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Carnival Parade
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Red fluid wells in Don Quixote&#x27;s eyes like it did back on the
+              train. The very same sanguine color I feared so much, the eyes I
+              never wished to see again.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/DonQuixote.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">She inhales deeply, then exhales.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">Like she hadn&#x27;t breathed in forever.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              She turns around and looks at—no, looks *down* at the Bloodfiends
+              surrounding us.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Reflected in her eyes are things infinitely beneath her.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... There you are.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Finally, the preparations for the Carnival... the scenes... are
+              complete.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I remember those eyes... those eyes that regarded me as you so
+              mercilessly tore through us. Without even a hint of regret or
+              guilt.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Bravo. Now every path is opened.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dulcinea</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dolcinea.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>The Parade is complete at last.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> ???
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Sancho, I have come to a decision.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>What is it now?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I am going to be the best Fixer in the City.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I shall protect the weak and punish the wicked.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              From what I hear, denizens of the City have been making these
+              fellowships called &#x27;Associations&#x27; by need.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Did you get this idea from that Knight of the Moon or whatever?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I am telling you now, this new goal of yours is going to crash and
+              burn in less than three days. Quit stirring trouble and stay put.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Remember your last momentary passion with... what was it?
+              Knitting? Embroidery? That lasted a whole two days before you got
+              tired of it. And that was after you sent us out to find all kinds
+              of high-quality yarn for that little passion project.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Silence, Sancho. You keep balking at my passions with your
+              chastisements. At this point, I am having a difficult time
+              determining which one of us is the higher Kindred.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Right, but you always do whatever you want to do anyway.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> -1
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Don Quixote...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sinclair</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Sinclair.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>S-she IS Don Quixote, right...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Rodion</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Rodion.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Where&#x27;s she going all on her own...?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Will she be coming today? Again?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              It is high time you put an end to this rivalry, isn&#x27;t it?
+              Or... Hm. I fear that time may already be long past.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Tsk, indeed. But... I have been having a certain thought as of
+              late.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Why does it matter whether someone wins or loses?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              What matters is that I must hear what comes next in her tale. How
+              dare that human cut her story short at its climax!
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              I... have nothing. I don&#x27;t know why you keep letting that
+              human in here if you are not even going to fight.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yet, Sancho... for all your chiding words of disapproval...</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Don&#x27;t think for a moment I haven&#x27;t noticed you
+              constantly perking your ears in our direction. Especially at the
+              part where the Hana Association Fixer encountered the monster that
+              demanded that they pay a toll with a single rice cake on that
+              winding hill path...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>I-I most certainly did not.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              You most certainly did. Ah, speaking of which... do you suppose
+              the Hana Association will eventually come out on top?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              No. I believe that the Fixer who hails from this &#x27;Zwei&#x27;
+              will overtake the—
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>... Ah.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Case in point.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> Carnival Parade
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Dante</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Dante2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>&lt;Don Quixote!&gt;</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The name that feels so alien now. The ticking sounds of my clock.
+              Neither stops Don Quixote.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td
+              colspan="2"
+              style="background-color: var(--fifth); text-align: center"
+            >
+              <b>Location:</b> ???
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>But how, pray, will you become a Fixer yourself?</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Fixers are but a concept constructed by humans.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              They will try to hunt us the moment we get anywhere near them.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Perhaps. For now, at least.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              But I implore you to think, Sancho. Miss not the forest for the
+              trees. Should we start paving the path for peace now, then...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              ... one day, we shall find ourselves coexisting with humans,
+              hand-in-hand.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              And I shall be the first-ever Bloodfiend to become a Fixer. Is
+              that not an idea most wondrous?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Maybe they&#x27;ll even make this &#x27;fan club&#x27; in my
+              honor.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              Certainly, perhaps in that ridiculously grand dream of yours.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Yet that is how dreams are meant to be. Ridiculously grand.</td>
+          </tr>
+          
+          
+          
+          
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Sancho</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…….</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">Don Quixote?</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/SilhouetteDonQuixote2.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>…!</td>
+          </tr>
+          
+          
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>You have returned to me, my Sancho.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              A voice, foreign yet familiar. The sound of thick wooden doors and
+              heavy chains.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              As soon as the door opened ajar, we could feel the powerful energy
+              of the Golden Bough emanating from within.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              Was this the scent of rusted iron, or the dense, metallic smell of
+              blood?
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              The speaker, his body one with the pillar from which the scent
+              emanated...
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">
+              ... speaks to us through the Golden Bough impaling his torso.
+            </td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td colspan="2">... Or, perhaps... he speaks to Don Quixote.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>Now, tell me all about it.</td>
+          </tr>
+          <tr>
+            <td class="icon">
+              <span class="name">???</span>
+              <img src="/limbus-storylogs/assets/icons/Wb_Mask_shadow.png" />
+            </td>
+            <td>
+              <span style="color: #cc2424"
+                >That dream of mine... you have dreamed in my
+              stead...</span>
+            </td>
           </tr>
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