[Tavern Roleplay] The Arcanist's Mill
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Esher saw his vision returning to normal, and all his muscles relaxed.
"Thanks, mage. I know some magic tricks, but no one that can help me with that. I'll pay you're next drink."
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"No it's quite fine." Valek replied while putting the gold orb back into his bag.
"It might do us well to just not pay for any drinks anyways, I don't plan on getting drunk." He chuckled.
