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Message: <blockquote data-quote="MacConnell" data-source="post: 9862029" data-attributes="member: 6855223">Solnechnyy strolled into the office belonging to Karef Gyenin, Magister of the Artisan District, giving his burgundy robe extra flare as he moved. He had become so accustomed to flaring his robe for its effect in the eyes of the public that he no longer gave it a conscious thought. He simply did it. He removed his burnished yellow hat and shook his long, coal black hair. He was not the petty sort of man who gained a measure of imagined power by having people come to him. He preferred the power of his own presence when he arrived, unannounced, for he was the Radiant Voice of the Burning Sun, the top person in the religion.Magister Karef was not a man to be intimidated. He stood in his initial reaction prepared to kill the intruder but calmed as quickly as he rose. “How may I help His Radiance this day?”There was no other place to sit within the small room other than the chair from which the Magister rose. Solnechnyy dropped his hat on a table. “It has come to my attention that your replacement for the Magister of the Brewer District has quite a temper. He may not be the best choice to further our plans.”Karef sat back down and took a drink of water. There was a tension in the air. The two men were not friends but neither were they enemies. They were colleagues with a common goal. “He is not best. His temper is useful for the moment and I know how to fulfill his needs to control him. We both understood that this plan would take time. Vieri Hadrin is a short-sighted tool, even a distraction to make the furtherance of our plan less noticeable.”Solnechnyy replaced his hat and prepared to leave. “Do see that he does not burn anything, especially us.”</blockquote>

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