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The man looks visibly confused by the comment, completely unable to mentally connect it back to anything that had recently been said. "Nah," he responded, before failing to fully absorb the answer to his question, simply going with an "Uhuh" before continuing to eat. Soon enough, he had...

As the man sat and watched everyone, he took an interest in Petras' discussion, and if anyone were paying attention, a sort of sadness appeared in his eyes, as if remembering some faint feeling. As Dakdak tried to gauge Petras' feelings, the man just mindlessly uttered: "...I, I remember my...

The man seemed to barely notice the eyes watching them from afar, since he had already concluded that he wasn't being watched by who he thought he was. As the dwarves arrived though, he could tell that the other one was carrying food, and with the prospect of beer, he got incredibly excited...

The man just shrugged. "Hasn't killed me yet," as he continued eating. "Sorry for your loss," he said plainly as he continued eating, though Sylfia keep her focus on everyone else. He looked over to Petras, once all the talking began dying down: "So what now, colleague?"

The man, without even making as much as a comment, grabbed his clove-topped wand and, out of nowhere, manifested a bread roll from seemingly nowhere. During his people-gawking earlier, he had noticed a bread roll that had been dropped and ended up beneath one of the stands. With an excuse given...

The man looked bleakly at Petras: "The Western Tip of Zephim Hills? Oh, I'm not welcome there after the goat incident. Varden and co. weren't happy about that." As he attempted to answer the counter-question, the mage could see the man's expression change, as it began to droop slightly, before...

The man scrunches his face at the response he received, not because of their comments on his faemindedness, but because he didn't receive the answer he wanted. "No, no, you don't live at the Arcane College unless you're one of the bigwigs, I'm asking about where your tower is," he emphasized...

While the others made their reactions to the situation, the man appeared completely unperturbed - the weather, being surrounded by cultists, random people being pushed in their faces, the monologuing, he just kept eating his roll as if nothing interesting was going on. It's only with the mention...

"Alright," the man keeps his expression unchanged as he picks up his roll and takes another bite out of it, looking deeply into Dakdak's eyes.

Jester eyes hard to see. Hide beauty beneath. But behind beauty, very clear. She's like him. Not good, not good, not good. Could she have sent her? Probably not. She seemed so attached to the forest. Not the type. Can't risk it though. Need excuse to move. Hm. Getting bored of roll. Needs a bit...

"'s good," the man says as he makes uncomfortable eye contact with the jester while eating as he's somehow able to look exactly where her pupils are.

Coppers. Counting. How much is bread? How much is beer? How much can he risk using magic to save coppers for beer? A few rolls. That should be enough. Need coppers for beer. Rolls are cheap and filling. Smell good. Breadmonger ahead. "Hey!" the man tosses a few coppers onto the stall, "I need...

Near the market, in one of the many shaded alleyways, there laid a man. On good days, the alleyways would be free and used by many as a quick means of getting to the market, but today they served as the home of some of the homeless in the city, whether they be permanent residents or travelling...

Art modified using Paint.NET, original by Tomasz Ryger Basic Info: Name: Radowan Sdrawkovich Tswetoschich, nicknamed Wansd (pronounced Wand) Race: Gnome Class: Mage Gender: Male Age: Older than 30 (official Pasheau record) Bio [WIP]: Public knowledge on the man known in Pasheau as 'Wand' is...

Your eyes squinted in confusion. "...and what does that mean??" Just because you know what magic means and what a sorcerer might be, you still weren't sure what that exactly meant here. Was there something unique to the Saukkonen when it comes to magic, or were things fairly universal? What...