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Right now, you examinate the wood elf scepter.
It is made of Yew wood, carved with greater care. You're pretty sure it have been woodsung - explaining how it encased barely discernable golden gem mounted on it.
You open your inner eye, and gaze. You know that magic. Close to your own. That crystal certainly grew by the sole presence of your <span class="mu-r">Father</span>.
You're not sure how to feel about that. You knew it was linked to your sire - but were you hoping, or dreading finding a piece of his unburied, scattered to the fourth winds body?
You decide to...
>Break the scepter. Collect the crystal. Place it in a special part of your hoard, hoping to build a memorial in the future.
>Acquire the scepter. Place it in your lair - that way your Father can provide assistance across time and space?.
>Gift the scepter. Agathe will be more suited as a wielder than whatever-her-name the elf.
That matter settled, you decide to...
>Go on an adventure for treasure. You, Agathe, the world.
>Travel toward the elves to require help for the forecoming assault
>Travel toward the dwarves to require help for the forecoming assault
>Train light-aligned crew : Kreenio, Valric, Sennri and Agathe can progress on that field
>Fortifications! Supervise and mediate among Chadlin and Anemom to improve your defenses
>Write in
