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"My Lord...I hear your words of caution, and I do not throw them to the wind. I will retain what you have told me. I feel that I may be called by some Deity to set things right. A God could be directing my pathways for all I know...but some good will come of this. The Hunger must be removed in order to allow regeneration! Nothing can prevent this, and I must not fail! I..."
Brendon stopped cold and short of finishing whatever thought he had just left behind unmuttered. He had gotten so wound up that he had stood up and was yelling horribly. He had broken out into a sweat as though he'd been working for hours. He politely and quietly sat back down and breathed slower. He never used to get so wound up before!
"Excuse my rudeness, my Lord. I seem to have forgotten my manners in your hospitality. I shall leave you now, if it be your wish, only, may I ask for a favor from your magical talents?"
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