[[Fakir, wearing a deep green tunic with silver trimmings, stands in the center of town, a new
dragon sword hanging by his hip. There is no green glow in his eyes, and there's a small smirk on his lips. He's waiting for her. Edel will be here any minute now.]]
[[ooc: Jump on in, guys! He's not a dragon, and he's got this blade now, so he'll
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