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*Aminata comes from the path towards Munitir/Svenheim/New Emberside, and sets herself up at the table under the large, vacant merchant's pavilion next to the tavern. She has a small bowl filled with cheese, bread and some new summer strawberries, and a large glass bottle full of redish liquid, as well as a set of parchments, a spell book, and a set of quills. She proceeds to write and snack under the tent, getting focused on her work if not distracted.
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*An Ogre approaches dressed in a heavy hooded robe, laboriously hobbling with a white oak staff. His face is mostly obscured save for his black tusks*
"Pardon this one's intrusion, mrghhm.. would you be M'lady Gomorrah?"
Om'un Rohgu
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*Aminata starts at the approach, having not noticed him despite his laborious walking. She jumps up, chair getting caught in the grass, and ungracefully reaches for her unbelted waist while actively channeling. She notices the orge, stops groping at her waist, but keeps channeling, regaining her balance and sanding straighter, appraising him.*
"I may be. Who are you?"
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*He stands still and exhales with a rumbling cough. His voice is deep*
"This one's eternal apologies for startling you, m'lady, mrghhm. You may call this one Warlock.. this one was informed to speak unto a Lady Aminata"
*He lifts his hood a bit to reveal a very elderly Ogrish face. His right eye has been replaced with a white glass eye. He looks incredibly tired*
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*Aminata looks more squarely at him, attempting to move the chair farther away from her, and it probably falls over.*
"I am her that you seek. Wizard? What guild do you hail from? You cast magics?"
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*He shakes his head*
"You flatter this holy one. This one is on pilgrimage across the Duvainian woodlands, and seeks only sanctuary till my jourrrney.. nrghh, resumes"
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"Alright... So you're a wizard who doesn't cast magic? Why are you called wizard?"
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"Because this one studies magicks. It is a moniker of scholars among my more.. simple.. brethren"
*He speaks plainly*
"I will be gone in under a week.. this one merely wishes to know if there is anything further that he must do to seek respite, mrhh, here"
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Warlocks are male witches, darlin'.
*Seats himself at another table with a plate of food and a bottle. His head is loweredwith his gaze towards his food*
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*He glances over at Drakkon*
"What most Ogres call anyone who tries to read, hmmf"
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