“Serale, maybe sir you could help me.” Cyy’cil asked. “Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Cyy’cil Spellcore.”, the young man said. “You see, I’ve just come to Abestat myself. If you would be so kind as to lend me a place to sleep at night.” looking at Lauke with great hope. “Then I would gladly tend to daily chores for you. I’m afraid I don’t much else to offer you.”
Cyy’cil hoped his luck would continue in Abestat. Brightly smiling up at the man, Cyy’cil still felt awestruck from the first night he spent, (which happened to be more of a morning) in Abestat. Maybe even his dreams would be realized in this town.
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~ Mr.Spellcore at your service ~
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