Strange, sleeping so long. [As if prompted, Hawke yawns.] If I didn't know better, I'd swear it was an enchantment of sorts. [The mage is sitting on the roof of his estate, absently rolling a
strange looking gem in his free hand.]
At least things seem somewhat back to normal... Well, if normal really applies here. [A snort.] No more dreams,
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[Wait--]
--another speaking horse--er, pony?
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[The poor mage is now completely confused. Help a disgusting, smelly, icky guy out?]
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So you do not know me either.
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[Honestly, getting scolded by an animal? Not hardly.]
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