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Lucivar is where he usually is - practicing. Perhaps with more savagery than is necessary, but with a certain amount of desperation as well. But he's not practicing in his usual way, with a bladed stick and a tree as an opponent out in the clearing. Instead, he finds a pile of unsplit logwood and begins splitting it with little more than ax and muscle in one stroke. He is very welcome to be bothered, and even more would like someone to talk to who doesn't want to kill him. At least, not outright.