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[color=8DB6D3]Time:[/color] Afternoon 
[color=8DB6D3]Location:[/color] River Port-Surfside Cafe
[color=8DB6D3]Interactions:[/color] [@Helo][@Potter]
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Vaeril had let Darius go enjoy himself and stood upon the beach looking towards two beings who were sitting on the deck of a Cafe. He was interested in the staff that the elven girl had and he could feel the very familiar magic coming from it. After a moment of watching her pull it closer to her and adjust her quiver, he decided he would go and speak to them himself. Vaeril made his way to the deck where they were sitting.
 
[color=8DB6D3]“Hello there, My name is Vaeril, I couldn’t help but notice your staff,”[/color] He said to the elven girl. [color=8DB6D3]“That staff is one I could never forget as I had made it myself. Would you mind letting me know where and how you came to own it?”[/color] The fact that he knew the past owner of the staff and was very close to them only brought more curiosity upon him. The importance of this staff was immeasurable to him and he hoped that she would not just lie to him.