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- I know you are here; besides business, it would be your interest, but then I go with you, on a good adventure or expedition. He spoke.

- What didn't you say, which one, after all, if it wasn't, why would you be here by my side, if it's not to sell something? He questioned him.

"You know, Nebelwächter, Nebelwächter, my dear, if you want to know, I have a curiosity about this adventure. He spoke.

- Otherwise, it's Ora viva! Was it not the traveling magician who gave Old Edelweiß a pair of magical diamond cufflinks that fastened by themselves and never came loose unless ordered? 

"If you're not the comrade you used to tell, an endless magic bag." The other said.

"I know..." he said. – Adventures, but each one of them has its price. He spoke.

- Do we have so many wonderful stories at parties about ships and dragons, and Gobelin’s, and giants in the midst of hostile galactic kingdoms, and the rescue of princesses, and the windfall of widows' children? He spoke.

- What not the alien who used to make such particularly excellent fireworks, as well as a phenomenal thief that no one has caught to this day.

-Flatterer. He was laughing.

- What do I remember of those! Old Edelweiß used to let them loose on Midsummer's Eve, between parties and drunken bouts.

- Along with the ships and dragons. He spoke.

- As this is splendid, let's negotiate. He spoke.

He was seduced thanks to his work as a jerk.

"These are past adventures, but you didn't say the following. The other said.

- The princesses are gone; they have already been rescued. He spoke.

"We used to burst up like great lilies, and dandelions, and laburnums of fire, and hang in the twilight all nightfall!" You should already be

He was noticing Mr. Waechter’s interest was not as banal as he liked to believe, in that also he had a strong appreciation for flowers...

- How much as the quasar’s you had in the fortress of the giants in the midst of hostile galactic kingdoms...?

- These treasures, let's talk about the crown jewels. The other said.

His greed, his curiosity was quickened by his interest in stealing, stealing and eating, smoking, drinking and fucking...

- So, what a thing!", he continued. "Not the Nebelwächter that

Was this responsible for causing so many of the adventurers, both young men and women who were previously tranquil to disappear into the distance that were so, long and unexpected wild adventures? He questioned him, "Not to come back?" He questioned him.

- Exploring the tombs where you show all sorts of things, from climbing trees to visiting

"Well, we have some problems with elves...

- You know that sailing on ships, sailing to other coasts!

- You know, my goodness, life used to be very quiet, sometimes quiet..., I mean, you used to mess things up too much in these parts some time ago. 

"So, I'm sorry, but I had no idea I was still in service."

- Which other part would I be in? The magician questioned him.

"You know that in any case, I am pleased to find that you remember something about me. 

- A past adventure, it seems to remember my fireworks with, in addition to some products that I took with affection from an adventure, I made a lot of credit cards with it, I found in my passage a very nice and sensual spider queen, in any way or part of a darkness of distant space and this is not a bad sign. 

"Then indeed, out of consideration for your grandfather Edelweiß and poor Centaurea's, I will give you what you asked for." He spoke.

- Sorry, I didn't ask for anything, about that. He replied.

- Yes, he asked, you asked too, it was more than twice already. 

- You know I know it's a given. In fact, I will go further and...

- Convince me better, I won't do more than complain... - The other said.

"Let's see..." The wizard scratched his beard. - I pay well, I can include you in this new adventure, it's a good day, a good adventure, besides that no one knows you for you to leave there without being noticed, no woman you visited last time. The magician said. 

"This will be a lot more fun than last time, all of which, to me, is very good for you, in that it is profitable too, most likely, if you ever complete it."

- What adventure are we talking about, if it takes a long time to get the reward you say, I don't want it. He spoke. "Not today, but tomorrow, come for tea, just at the time you want!" 

- Why tomorrow? He questioned him.

- Tea is always good for business, I don't do business without knowing my fellow adventurers, because if there's danger, it's not just for one. He spoke.

- So, come tomorrow or Goodbye. He spoke.

- I want to get to know my contractor better, the reasons for each one and why, so tomorrow, with a presentation. He spoke.

- Whoever is with you, it's not a one-man alien adventure. He spoke.

- I'm not stupid, wizard, if everyone refused, there must be a problem. He spoke.

- With a full belly, everyone speaks their minds. He spoke.

- If you want a thief, you'll have to make an effort. He spoke.

With that the Erdlinge rubrus turned, and passed quickly through its golden, red, round door, then locked it as quickly as possible without looking rude, looking out the window, pulling a crack in the curtains.

He knew that mages, after all, are mages, they always find a way to do what they ask, even the craziest requests.

"Why the hell would he come to tea and bring whoever it was? He questioned himself as he went to the pantry. 

He had just made breakfast, but he thought a cake or two and something to drink would do him good after that scare, he was ready to make one of his travel bags, which would take him on a great adventure, with promises of quasar’s.

Who knows, maybe the gold of a dead king with no one to claim, gathering supplies and putting them in the little magic bag that was good to hide, as if it were a bag of marbles that waxed and waned as the noose tightened.

Meanwhile.

Nebelwächter, meanwhile, was still standing outside the door, laughing softly over and over. 

Who was stupid or manipulative I don't know, but the magician thought he was lucky, not even knowing the story of the trickster, who didn't outsmart only his relatives, but he wouldn't be the one to tell the magicians some of his adventures, not before business at least?

In which after some time, he came closer and, with the spur of his staff, scrawled a strange sign on the beautiful green front door of the Erdlinge rubrus. 

The next moment he left there, walking along the path on which he walked through the grass, on which he walked away, just as Schattendieb was finishing his second cake and beginning to think that he had begun to stock up on food and drinks in his magic backpack again, in search of thoughts of adventure.

The next day, he had almost forgotten about Nebelwächter, he took his time after all, he thought he gave up or he didn't remember things very well, after all, he was old with a big red beard that at that time, showed signs of white streaks, already showing his age, unless he wrote them down in his Schedule of Commitments,  Like this: 

Then he wrote it down: Nebelwächter Tea - Friday afternoon.

Well, that day before, when he had been too clumsy to do anything like collect some herbs, collect fruits, make jam.

Just before the end of tea-time, before he gave up, at the thought that the trickster magician had found another to do his work, was when there came a tinkling of the ringing of the bell of the back door, between the tunnel that led to a back garden between the hidden entrances on the other side of the waterfall,  which lay between the streams and a dark forest.

It seemed like they were discreet, whoever it was, it wasn't stupid, it didn't want to attract attention, so he remembered, laughing to himself.

That's when he hurried to put the teapot on the fire, and packed a dozen more cups of tea, a few saucers, lots of sweets, and his favorite jam, his four extra cakes, then he ran to the door.

"Oh, I belt so much for making you wait." "He was already saying, when he saw that it was not a dozen, nor a well-known mage, who came before this discreet mage, Nebelwächter by no means. 

- Only one...? He wondered, more than himself, but the dwarf in question.

This was a dwarf with a blue beard tucked into a red belt and very bright eyes under his dark green hood. 

Then he opened the door wider, finding it entering, but not exactly as if he was being expected.

He hung his hooded cape on the nearest coat rack and spoke.

- My name is Blaue Wache. He spoke.

- At your service. He said then, bowing deeply.