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[It's late at night, and Deon looks somewhat distressed. Tired, and mildly disheveled, but mostly distressed.]
Please, I need some help. I was walking on the beach and I found a woman who washed ashore, and she had this in her back, [he says, raising a teardrop-shaped piece of lapis lazuli - quite literally - about the size of two fists.] I was trying to help her to safety, and then she...she disappeared in a puff of smoke, and this was all that was left.
Has this ever happened before?
Please, I need some help. I was walking on the beach and I found a woman who washed ashore, and she had this in her back, [he says, raising a teardrop-shaped piece of lapis lazuli - quite literally - about the size of two fists.] I was trying to help her to safety, and then she...she disappeared in a puff of smoke, and this was all that was left.
Has this ever happened before?
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[That's so weird. So weird that his face crinkles up as he tries to imagine this. It sounds so...
Peaceful.]
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No. No magic, no monsters. [At least, not the kind that doesn't look human. He doesn't say that.]
...hang on, does yours have monsters?
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Especially Mandrakes...
[Yeugh. They're so tiny, and those gosh darn ranged attacks of theirs are a pain!]
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[ok ok ok he only knows mandrakes from Harry Potter, cut him some slack.]
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[He pouts at the mere thought. It brings back some uneasy memories.]