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[b][color=#c9b6ff]✦ Alexander Orion ✦[/color][/b] [color=#8bbcff][i]— "Everything I do, I do for the Gods"[/i][/color]
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[color=#b6a6ff][b]Alignment:[/b][/color] Lawful Neutral | [color=#b6a6ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Road to Bom Bom Farm | [color=#b6a6ff][b]Time:[/b][/color] Early Morning

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[i]It had only been a few days since he and his new companions had taken on a pack of direwolves for the Guild, but Aster found it impossible to sit still. Back home, creatures like that would have been little more than training exercises at best. Here, though, the fight had left his muscles aching, and his wounds took longer to heal, even with the effects of the Will of Orion. The truth was undeniable: in this world he was weaker, slower, and more fragile.
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[i]If he intended to fulfill God’s mandate, strength alone wouldn’t be enough. A tree needs roots. Influence. And that influence was built on two things, coin and reputation.[/i]

[i]The Guild offered both. If this world demanded he climb from the bottom, then so be it. [/i]

[i]He had last left the staff, Toatie, with the giant, Talos, but informed them both of his plans in case they had none of their own.[/i]
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[i]He arrives at the village, clad in an unbedazzled version of Orion's armor.[/i]

[i]He looks over the family, assessing each with a smile, his youthful exuberance shining through perfectly white teeth and dull emerald eyes.[/i]

[color=#8bbcff]"Good morning to you both,"[/color][i] he says politely, pulling out a green apple from the pouch on his side and wiping it clean before holding it out to the little girl.[/i]

[color=#8bbcff]"It's a beautiful day to travel. Skies seem pretty clear. Would you like an apple?"[/color]
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