"My Lord!" An Arctic elf, servant of the Ice Queen, kneels before Lord Friedrich Lanchester. "My lady is ready to supply you with the troops you need."
"Excellent." His green eyes flash as he smiles. "Send word that they are needed."
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Felix is in a large city, giving a performance, being a firedancer. The torches he is using is a blurred wheel of fire. He's smiling happily, and his brand for thievery is well hidden with some soot. That kind of information isn't needed to be known by the general public.
"Excellent." His green eyes flash as he smiles. "Send word that they are needed."
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Felix is in a large city, giving a performance, being a firedancer. The torches he is using is a blurred wheel of fire. He's smiling happily, and his brand for thievery is well hidden with some soot. That kind of information isn't needed to be known by the general public.