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Nevyn an old man from Aberwyn in Deverry open silently the door and goes in. No one notice becouse he holds his aura close to himself.
A fight would soon occur, two men was arguing about something he noticed and walked to the barkeeper.
"Well one mjød for me", the barkeeper maked him one mjød.
He take a table near the wall so he can lean his back at it, waiting.
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The wisdom is only possist by the learning.
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