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[Color=F6DC88][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=F6DC88][b]Location:[/b][/color] Southwest of Roshmi
[Color=F6DC88][b]Interaction:[/b][/color]Brigitte [@Tae], Bardulf [@Lava Alckon], Rue [@Potter], Bowyn [@Helo], and Zeva [@Pink Khione]
[Color=F6DC88][b]Mention:[/b][/color]
[Color=F6DC88][b]Equipment:[/b][/color][url=https://image.lexica.art/full_jpg/fe1a7615-8f40-4770-a213-03d1a0bd857c]Fancy Ring[/url], [url=https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/057/087/591/large/vellectrum-eternal-circles-series-c-6.jpg?1670808004]Cold Ring[/url], [url=https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230502/3289daca22ec24dfe9edbc85c4dd7087.png]Oak Wood Staff![/url], Brown Leather Fingerless Channeling Gloves (not worn), Transmission Bracelet, 560 Amas. Oh! And Owlbear loot that he hasn't shared
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Mister Luum listened to everyone wearing a misplaced expression of delight. He gave a nod here and there as if everyone was making excellent points regardless of what they may have said. [Color=F6DC88][I]This is good! This might be the most any of them have spoken in one go![/I][/color] As wary of and weirded out by her Mister Luum was, he simply had to have Zeva accompany his group. 

After Bowyn and Rue's words of caution in taking part in their little slice of rebellion, he took the chance to speak while Zeva was being healed by Bowyn's magic.

[Color=F6DC88]“I like this. A little bit of good elf, bad fairies. A volatile combination of bright optimism and icy pessimism!”[/color] He almost sang in a cheerful voice. He looked over to each member of the group including Starfire nodding continuously as if they were all on the same page.

[Color=F6DC88]“Despite the threats of lost limbs or worse, what my friends are meaning to say is ‘chew the succulent meat and spit out the bone!’ Quit worrying about the bad. Your parents will be proud of all the good you'll accomplish.”[/color] Mister Luum winked before conjuring up a brilliant white orb of light magic above a raised index finger. He made it seem as if he had said something profound.

 [Color=F6DC88]“You, Zeva… you can be my… [I]apprentice[/I]. The third student of the School of Luum! I'll teach you everything I know. I'm almost middle-aged and haven't lost a limb or wings or my mind or my freedom so I have the world quite figured out if you ask me.”[/color] Mister Luum nodded his head toward, Bowyn, Bardulf, and Brigitte respectively as he mentioned losing things.  [Color=F6DC88]“Just a staff…”[/color] He murmured under his breath with a bow of his head until he piped right back up!

[Color=F6DC88]“But don't keep us waiting. We need to go and quite quickly. Oh!”[/color] He turned to Bardulf. [Color=F6DC88]“And a splendid job at being right! We definitely need to leave! I do not wish to be arrested for murdering that owlbear. My record is quite bad as it stands.”[/color]






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