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[The video opens on the Black Stallion. Morrigan is seated at the bar, halfway enjoying what looks like scotch on the rocks. Taking a drink and putting the glass down, she summons an energy bat and dismisses it almost as quickly. There's an open book near her, and a pen, both untouched. Realizing the watch is recording, Morrigan raises her glass in salute.]
"Good evening. If anyone wishes to join me, I wouldn't mind. We could trade stories."
[A pause.]
"Or we could do it over this. I'm sure we've all got one to tell. Since I suggested it, I'll go first."
[Finishing her drink and getting a refill, she clears her throat]
"I come from a realm that's ninety percent fighting, ten percent staying away from things who want to kill you and training. It was nearly taken over by a being who decided he could run things better, but only with most of the supernaturals dead. Obviously he failed, since the realm is still standing."
[More drinking.]
"So, what about the rest of you? Also, let's try to keep this civil. I don't want it to turn into a contest of who has it better or worse. We all do, in some way. Let's leave it at that."
"Good evening. If anyone wishes to join me, I wouldn't mind. We could trade stories."
[A pause.]
"Or we could do it over this. I'm sure we've all got one to tell. Since I suggested it, I'll go first."
[Finishing her drink and getting a refill, she clears her throat]
"I come from a realm that's ninety percent fighting, ten percent staying away from things who want to kill you and training. It was nearly taken over by a being who decided he could run things better, but only with most of the supernaturals dead. Obviously he failed, since the realm is still standing."
[More drinking.]
"So, what about the rest of you? Also, let's try to keep this civil. I don't want it to turn into a contest of who has it better or worse. We all do, in some way. Let's leave it at that."