The pair of mages came into a large and circular room. In the center was a brazier, long burnt out. All around them were hundreds of switches and levers, each marked with different names
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Micheal mused the question that was posed to him. Opposite the table, Etienne smiled like he already knew the answer. On the table, the runes were cast and a tale had been told
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I sit quietly as the spring courtier flaunts and teases me with half-truths and talks of desires. Presenting her findings. Honestly I am only half in attention
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Micheal honestly liked Etienne, as much as any kindred can "like" another. He held his interest and his respect. Through the simple and strategic application of manners
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