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Amun smirked again. ”Ah. So no good reason then.” Chuckling mirthlessly, he continued to lean against a wall, arms crossed, as Zariah explained more about how this particular custom had proliferated. "Yes, the Fae do seem to be a particular prickly lot, and not keen on outsiders of any kind. And Hollowed Grounds are not the brightest lot." He flashed the Archmage a grin. "Unlike you, of course."
Still, he found himself considering the legend further. "What does that have to do with Safrin, though? I've heard people mention her in connection to the baskets and the sun, but that doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me." Well, at least it didn't given that most people in Caido weren't aware that the sun was just another star. Hence Amun's confusion.
Still, he found himself considering the legend further. "What does that have to do with Safrin, though? I've heard people mention her in connection to the baskets and the sun, but that doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me." Well, at least it didn't given that most people in Caido weren't aware that the sun was just another star. Hence Amun's confusion.
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