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Message: <blockquote data-quote="EvolutionKB" data-source="post: 4422516" data-attributes="member: 47833">Avron[sblock=SG]What is the Tser pool?  If I know of it of course.  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />[/sblock] Avron plops down beside the road, listening to the group discuss his fate.  He is humming under his breath and rocking back and forth.  He is content to sit and watch for a while.  He begins scratching lightly at his forearm, which progressively increases in intensity, until he lets out a blood curdling scream and pulls the leather bracer away, revealing the purple abberant mark beneath.  He scratches crazily at the mark, nearly drawing blood.  When his companions become quiet from his outburst, he stops his scratching and stands up, insanity gone from his eyes for the moment.  "You need me as much as I need you."  He points to his mark, "This is why I am here I think.  Only Mateuz's knowledge rivals my own.  I am a considerable caster in my own right."  He raises his palm in the air, a bolt of electricity rises above their heads, sending Avron's hair standing on end.  "The lady can vouch for me, I am a good man, even though my mind is currently plagued by madness."</blockquote>