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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
CAIVAN
I'm too stunned to drink mine. He's combined genn and iden. It must take an toll on him though, because one side of his face contracts, though he tries to hide it. That was the faint tang of magic I had smelt back in the dining hall. I wonder what other secret experiment he's carried out, and I wonder how much abominations he's willing to undergo for power.
Presently, he stands up gracefully as a deer, and stares up at the sky. 'The skies will cry today', he says, 'Auspicious, one would say'. I don't ask what he means. 'You'll stay for the festival?' he inquires. 'As you wish, my king', I mutter. He drinks again before regarding me quietly for a while. It strikes me how he's looking more of a deer these days. 'I'll need you to visit Tussel the day after the festivities. I have a need of your…skills'. A real bump in my plans, but I'm sure I can turn things around. 'Yes, my king'.
He stares at me again, and I feel like I'v
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