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That last comment made you twitch your eye a little; colleagues would usually bicker among one another, but most would be professional to keep such matters away from any customers or guests. And thus, it was up to you to bring order to these two.
<span class="mu-i"> ''Peace, please. It's bad form to bicker in front of guests." </span> You said, perhaps louder than you had intended.
<span class="mu-i"> <span class="mu-b"> ''My apologies if we have offended you, young master, but this is how we usually talk to each other. There isn't any malice in it; why old Grung and I served in the legion when we were younger. When you go as far back as we do, ha, we would wish each other a pleasant death whenever the camp was under attack; normally he wouldn't leave his smith's tent save when we were on the move.'' </span> </span>
<span class="mu-i"> <span class="mu-b"> ''Yeah, yeah, you big softie, I am fond of you too, you sentimental old tar,'' </span> </span> Grungri said to him.
<span class="mu-i"> ''And you're doing it again,'' </span> you said.
<span class="mu-i"> <span class="mu-b"> ''Back off, you. What flies between members of the legions, retired or not. Is the legion's own business. An eternal brotherhood, forged in sweat and blood. Don't take offence if you hear us trading barbs; it's just how we two old men spend our time when there aren't any guests.'' </span> </span>
<span class="mu-i"> ''Right, right, anyway, what's a clavis?'' </span> You asked.
<span class="mu-i"> <span class="mu-b"> ''A key, or rather the general word for keys, our clavii, is what makes us function.'' He motioned you over to the anvil. ''Within the gem of Grungri's clavis is stored the information that makes him function. We are formed from the memory of Emperor Titus, who copied and then stored these memories in gems like this. Mine is kept somewhere else; the astronomer has one, as does the groundskeeper. The larger the key, or well 'key,' the more autonomous one can function. Grungi gem makes him capable of interacting with items, but he can't leave this room. I can't interact with anything physical, but I can go where I please.'' </span> </span>
>Could one cheat death in such a manner?
>Do you have any warstories?
>Write-in.
