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Dameon eyes Aliene as she emerges from the water. He resheaths his sword that he retrieved from Cal, and doffs his shirt. When he gets the potion he looks at the fluid swirling in the bottle. "Took a little more the half huh cal. Worried?" Dameon says with a smirk "Do you need some gems Natha i can give you some if you like?"
Dameon hands 5 large gems to Natha. Then takes the potion in one draught. "Yeck this stuff is wretched; but then potions aren't made to taste good are they?"
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\"Find\'em hot Leave\'em Wet!\" Fires of course. The Creed of Firefighters
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