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Last night was...well, awkward to say the least. Magnus lacked the words to properly respond to Freyr. It was...frankly a bit cowardly of himself to avoid confronting Marxello by running to see how Freyr was doing, even if it was because he considered him a friend. That night, Magnus would turn in his bed again and again, before eventually falling off and just about falling through the floor from his weight. A rude awakening for whoever roomed next to him, but he promptly apologized and got back to sleeping after smacking his face against Jotun Baal hard enough to  knock himself out. Magnus was...well, desperate for sleep that night.

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Unfortunately that also meant that he had one monster of a headache in the morning to contend with. Luckily he didn't cut himself on the axe lying on his stomach waking up, his body stiff from the awkward position he'd slumped into. Running his fingers through his shaggy silver mane, Magnus got himself woken up enough to step out and down to the first floor. It seemed that several had already decided on their job for the day, leaving Magnus relatively few options. He couldn't mix herbs, wasn't fashionable given that he seemed to be allergic to shirts, and the business with Eros sounded fine, but...Neil's warning had him very worried. Opting to play it safer rather than rush off to go and meet some sketchy religious folk, he just stayed behind and took a seat at a table, the chairs just about breaking under his weight. Propping his chin up on the palm of his right hand, Magnus felt bad that yesterday was a flop financially, but maybe if he could find some wild game later...boars might be able to supplement their supplies temporarily. 

What caught Magnus' attention besides the surly dwarven carpenters was the new addition to the guild; she seemed...exceptionally fluffy. But hey, she seemed friendly enough. Walking over, Magnus was glad that these squeaky floorboards would get fixed up, his gait kinda making it sound like a ship at sea. Once he was close however, he looked down at her and scratched the back of his head. [color=FF5353][b]"Hello, um...welcome to the guild. I'm Magnus and uh...i-its good to meet you."[/b][/color] he said, bowing his head with some dangerously pointy horns at a dangerously close, but not pokey distance. Turning to Bart, he kinda shrunk back a bit. [color=FF5353][b]"S-Sorry about yesterday...and today. No jobs really seem to need me so...I-I'll just stay and watch the dwarves."[/b][/color]

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