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Yeah, some of the worst monsters wear human skin. Still, you don't pick and choose if someone needs help.
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True Magic, Dynamic Magic, they are pretty full of themselves. But I have respect for a few.
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Oh HELL no...
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I'm sorry; what? Like fucking Tinkerbell?
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There are stranger things in this world, Horatio, blah, blah, blah, everyone dies at the end of the play.
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Don't step out of line, we don't have a problem.
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Angels and Demons, I've been Agnostic my whole life. And yet now... well Fate is a funny thing.
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Call me a Sorcerer, a Sorceress, a Linear... dare I say even 'Mage' like you. But do NOT call me a Hedge Mage. I am not just a Consort. I don't trim bushes and I don't do windows. We do things that you have forgotten in your fervor to blaze ahead. We call down power that still resides in the land from when legends roamed it, the roots of magic are OUR inheritance! For every spell and inscription and wave of a wand the Goddess blesses our care while you struggle with the ravages of Paradox Contra Mundum. Blame your Technocracy if you like; yet here we still stand tending seeds planted and forgotten that still bear fruit in the face of their Deus ex Machinae.
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