full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun found himself blinking, slightly bemused, as Sascha chattered on. Grinning, the potter found himself dodging around pedestrians as they continued to descend towards the beach. "Ah, a fellow Outlander." Nodding thoughtfully, he raised his eyebrows at the second part of the carpenter's statement. "Oh yeah? What kinds of things can they do without magic?" Indeed, the Ascended was very interested in the answer to that question.
"I like it too." When the other man invited Amun to stop by the woodworking section of the Artisan's Guild, he smiled. "I'll have to swing by some time. Any interest in checking out the Artist's Sanctuary as well some time?" It was a gentle offer, though he was sure Bastien would appreciate the recruitment attempt.
"I like it too." When the other man invited Amun to stop by the woodworking section of the Artisan's Guild, he smiled. "I'll have to swing by some time. Any interest in checking out the Artist's Sanctuary as well some time?" It was a gentle offer, though he was sure Bastien would appreciate the recruitment attempt.
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