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Aiden was a tiny bit miffed Mort hadn’t accepted his handshake, but quickly dismissed it in favor of diplomacy. [color=4f7fff]”That sounds like a good idea.”[/color] He turned toward their strange host and introduced himself a bit cockily. [color=4f7fff]”I am Aiden Blazerunner. Pyromancer, desert wanderer, and the man for a job. Anything you need,”[/color] he paused while summoning a fireball, his tattoos lighting up while doing so. He rolled it along his arm, along his shoulders, and caught it in his other hand. He threw it at the mage before stopping it with his arm outstretched. He curled his fingers and re-caught the ball of unbridled heat. He channeled back into pure mana and felt the warmth travel up his arm as the magic flowed back into his reservoir. [color=4f7fff]”I can do. Now, while I appreciate a roof over my head and a purpose to fulfil, I’m going to cut to the chase. You clearly have something in mind for us, so. What is it?”[/color]