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Otiroth: Exotic Wares Otiroth's smile hadn't wavered- he was doing a pretty decent job pretending this was all perfectly normal. Though, on the second pass of Metea's tail, he'd manage to catch it with one hand just below the floof of feathers on the end. He did not need dusting! All perfectly...

Otiroth: Exotic wares Otiroth was not trying particularly hard to pretend he wasn't listening. He'd pause when the farmer and his daughter did, knocking some mud off of his boots against a rock. The sorcerer heard rumors, here or there, of pretty strange and amazing things, but here was...

Otiroth: The Brightest Fires Ah, the naming ceremony. An attempt to assign the future, by a group of superstitious fools too myopic to see the end of their own noses! Otiroth wandered the great plains around the tower, taking in the crowds. Despite his own disdain for the council, and their...