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[sunwell_eyes]

[A very long pause. And then a snort, followed by.]

Aureln...?

[Whicker.]

[So basically, Duib technically won his bet. But the fae decided to mess with him a little and, well... He's currently hanging out at the edge of town near the bridge, decked out in a gorgeous saddle and everything. Evidently he lost for winning?]