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Perched upon his stool as always, Banatarion rubbed his eyes as he looked at the levitating faerie. “Serale, your grace! I’ve been expecting you. Master Danvan isn’t available at the moment, but he told me to give you this should you come by. He said you would…” Scratching his head and shrugging, the diminutive dark elf reached under the desk and procured a tiny corner of paper in which some miniature object was wrapped.
Inside the neatly folded package was a small golden ring attached to a thin black chord that operated like a necklace. Banatarion smiled when the object was revealed. “Master Danvan wasn’t sure of your ring size, he told me. He also said that this ring would take you back and forth from Vortex to Nexus Prime, but it can only be used once a day as the size of the ring made it difficult for the Master to charge it with enough power to provide multiple trips per brightening.”
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