Prince Corvin lazily waves one hand, the other grasping a tankard of beer that sloshes as he moves around. With the flick of his hand, red and pink flames dance around his fingertips, and his onlookers gasp in awe. Highly-trained sorcery isn't easily come by, after all. The prince, too caught up in impressing the crowd gathered around him, doesn't notice the fire catch on the edges of your clothes as you brush past him, nor as the flames begin to singe the trinket in your pocket.
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