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He’d been at the pub awhile now, everyone else had left to go do something. What? He had no idea. He’s been feeling…a bit out of it ever since his training, his training to fly. He always dreamt of it, he just wished he was a Avian, like Philza! But alas, tis was not.

And so, he sat at stool, his arms crossed on the table in front of him, his head tucked and his eyes closed. He couldn’t sleep, to bothered or just lonely to. That is. Until you came.