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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 4556321" data-attributes="member: 17691">Dj'hân's grime-covered brow wrinkles in confusion at the two males' unwarranted praise. The urchin opens his mouth and blinks confusedly before stammering out a response. "It. It's Yargin's magic stick that did that to Lamm." The young halfling holds out the eldritch wand for his companions' to examine. "A-all I did was point it at him. You saw..."Feeling silly having to explain the obvious to a couple of adults, the young halfling dismisses the issue with a shrug and approaches the desiccated form of the jaundiced old crook. Seeing the unconscious wretch's slack face, runny eyes and the spittle dribbling from his open mouth, Dj'hân searches his curiously calm heart. Without any familiar feelings of fear to fall back on the boy isn't certain what, if anything, he should be feel for his old abusive tormentor. Choosing to busy himself instead, the guttersnipe sets to work helping the beautiful half-elf by disarming and searching Lamm's prone body. Surviving always comes first.</blockquote>