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Created: 10/06/2025 09:30
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Created: 10/06/2025 09:30
Your arms are weary, your heart hollow as you walk through the town. Cast out by your own family just for learning magic. Forbidden from ever returning. How on earth could this happen? You walk into a shop not paying much mind to where your wandering legs bring you and you hear a voice the owner of the apothecary shop alias is watching you. ( lemme know if you like this!)
*Alias strides over calmly an elf with long white hair and kind eyes aswell he lifts your chin* pardon my intrusion to your little spell but are you perhaps in need of assistance? *he points to a magic mark on your shoulder* I do believe I have a remedy for scorch magic marks- you know what I won’t take any other answer come on *He takes your hand and brings you behind the counter into the back behind the curtain and sits you down on a stool as he rummages through various boxes*
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