[h2]Cazt Gardens[/h2]

"Oh, I know," the old man replied, sounding amused--and then, standing firm despite the ground shaking beneath his feet with barely a noticeable adjustment in posture. "In for a long afternoon, then? Well, perhaps we should take this somewhere else. I would hate to reshape the gardens with fairy magic, they should not be [i]that[/i] wild."

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[h2]Outside Talderia[/h2]

There was a brief discussion between the two on where to go--names and places thrown about, although at least the [i]food[/i] was recognisable, and the argument about how long it would take to get there. Not that pricing seemed like it should have been a concern, but Edwin was the one pushing for going somewhere... well, cheap probably wasn't the right word, but [i]simpler.[/i] For all the two were famous knights, they were from a lowly background.

"Something like that, this copy of Daybreaker... the effect looks pretty similar, but it [i]feels[/i] different. It's a bit weaker, too,' Edwin answered, shrugging. "I don't think this sword is actually magical at [i]all[/i], it just works like it here. Not sure whey she borrowed the real thing today, but it's nice to see it."

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[h2]Silenna's Place[/h2]

"For the last time, I'm not taking any orders," was the grumpy response from behind the door, before it opened. It seemed the description was accurate, although not mentioning the various minor scars and burns along her arms from who-knows-what concoction, mirrored by the numerous marks and stains along a thick apron. The goggles of some sort of smoky glass or crystal hanging around her neck were an interesting touch. She took one look at Rolan before continuing, "No matter how hard it is for you to get it up, [i]I don't care.[/i] Now [i]shove off.[/i]"

With that, she went to close the door.