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[telvanni]

I have spent the last week painstakingly enchanting a small selection of high quality magical staves. Since I am a wizard, I find my own powers of spellcasting are more than sufficient for my needs. As such, I do not actually need the staves I have made. They were produced simply as a way to hone my craft; nothing more.

This means I am giving them away to certain parties that may be in need of them. If you would like an enchanted staff that fires elemental blasts at your foes, you need only make your case to me. Preference will be given to applicants who as of yet possess no useful echoes and agree to submit to some harmless tests.

No time-wasters.

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[telvanni]

[ Well that's. An odd outfit.

After a second or two of horrified goggling, Nathaniel shrugs. It's probably some sort of foolish youngster fashion trend. Prison chic, maybe. Convict couture. ]

...Mmmyes. By process of elimination... Ice, I presume?

[ With a final judging look at the jumpsuit, he ducks behind the counter. RUMMAGE RUMMAGE. ]

[tenaciousc]

[Noticing that look, Michelle sighs and palms her forehead.]

It's an Echo. Hit me on my way here. With any luck, nobody saw.

[She shifts awkwardly on her feet, looking around the shop while he's behind the counter.]

Right, ice.