McSteve
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"It was a good but long fight, got my promotion during the wait." Aganar chuckled to himself, petting is trustful pet as a thank you for helping him in the fight before he went over the spoils.
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Aganar was busy decorating a new classroom with the help of his daughter as he received the news and the will. As it hits he looks at his daughter. "Here this is yours, it belonged to a good friend and teacher." he said as he handed Myraela the cape that was left to him. "You will love this." Though regardless Aganar needed some time. This was his second teacher to leave the world in a weird way. He was afraid for his other teachers, hoping they won't follow the footsteps of Vidnyr.
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Aganar was present during the destroyal of the city. Protecting Iryne as it happened. "It is unfortunate that it happened, but we survived, most of us did. The city will be rebuild." he then reads further as learns about the festival. "Good choice to keep hopes up." he mutters.
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Kelvan was quite surprised when he first read the missive, before he his laughs echo around the workforce area as he read the runes.
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Aganar watched the entire situation at the throne room conflicted with feelings as he watched Lurdoic change into a Voidal Horror. He had not moved, only witnessed the fight. Afterwards he went back to the place where they had their duel shortly before the transformation. Using his Voidal Magic to sprout a field of mushrooms, the first thing Lurdoic had taught him. "A reminder of you my friend, you have broken free, be at peace now."
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"Going out with a blast. Was it fate or did he decide his own fate? One can only guess...."
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You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) "Do I know you? I don't think we have met before. I'll tell you, but first" Aganar looks through a stuff and drinks the first thing similar to alcohol "My story isn't much, I'm from a small waterside village, dreaming of traveling and hunting. I explored a lot around the area but also spend a lot of time with my good friend Herm. School isn't my thing so we were mostly exploring the area through stuff like hide and seek. At some point Herm and I robbed the wrong person, which surprisingly backfired. Herm received a threat letter and I don't take things like that lightly. I started tracking this person to give him the beating he deserves. The tracks lead me to a boat into this area, which thinking back might've been a distraction but Herm can manage his own. So now I'm lost and I have no clue how to get back there. However I'm not afraid of adventure so I will make the best of this and I'm sure I'll meet my friend again." Aganar says while he finishes the weird looking stuff he thought to be alcohol "So care to explain how you know me? and most importantly you're not with that guy we robbed?" A friend might play herm as a character inside the setting. He's a npc that might be picked up, I have permission for use of this character. You can ask "rianneverfield" on discord.
