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[sossery]

Right.

Now that I'm done gawking at this ... thing that allows me to communicate to other people. Somehow. I almost wish I could perform magic like this. I'm Merlin. Servant to King Arthur of Camelot. I'm also a sorcerer, something I couldn't tell other people before but that's changed. In any case, I won't bother you with the details. I was hoping someone might actually bother me with the details? Like what is going on? I'd also welcome any explanation as to how this room is lit without any torches. I certainly haven't mastered that kind of magic.

So if anyone would help me out, I'd be very grateful. I might even return the favour somehow. Just don't ask me for love spells and potions. I've had bad experiences with those and trust me, you really don't want to clean up afterwards. You really really don't.

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[sossery]

... Meaningful facial hair.

[badnewsboy]

One that you would have to rake to keep clean, I would suspect.

[sossery]

Not quite. The beard was my way of keeping my identity secret.

[badnewsboy]

Yet if I know of it, then it's not doing your identity much good.

[sossery]

It's not necessary anymore.

[badnewsboy]

Have you come to terms with yourself, and perhaps out of some event or circumstance understood and developed your identity? Cast away your beard!

[sossery]

Something like that.

[badnewsboy]

Well, you have a lot of time. That's what they say.

[sossery]

I know. Time is something I don't run out of.