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Amun rolled his eyes and gave Darkeye a thumbs up. "Sure. You do that. Let me know how it goes," the potter drawled. Shaking his head, he slid the staff behind his back, resting it like a bar across his shoulders and letting his hands hang off it. "Just remember, everyone is biased, and no one can be truly neutral."
Giving a wave, he hefted the staff again and began to use it as a walking stick. "May the gods watch over you as well. And if you need me, swing by my shop or the Art-isan's Guild." Marching away, he headed straight for the Guild in question to start brainstorming defenses, since Darkeye was right about one thing.
They weren't ready.
-FIN
Giving a wave, he hefted the staff again and began to use it as a walking stick. "May the gods watch over you as well. And if you need me, swing by my shop or the Art-isan's Guild." Marching away, he headed straight for the Guild in question to start brainstorming defenses, since Darkeye was right about one thing.
They weren't ready.
-FIN
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