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Triodea
You do realize that Magnimar's Demographics consists of
13,307 humans, 821 halflings, 659 dwarves, 655 elves, 493 gnomes, 166 half-elves, 164 half-orcs, 163 others.
The orange and black Amurrun grins mischievously at his mentor. Standing 6' and nicely muscled, the Catfolk strikes an appearance.
Amurrun are in that last "163 others" category.
Looking quite perplexing at the tiger-appearing performer, his mentor (Kwai Chang Obi, Dance Instructor at the Triodea) can only shrug.
Not certain what this has to do with this act, Caine? Kassiel Iylmrain is the boss. And the boss says you start this particular number in the box.
Caine's blue eyes glance forlorn at the fore mentioned box with a sigh.
Who the f@#! is Schrödinger and why an Amurrun?
The old instructor sighs at the boisterous Catfolk.
When your mother and I received the blessings of Desna by finding you on our way back from Sandpoints Swallowtail Festival, we didn't quite envision our baby kitten with such a mouth.
Caine blushes.
Blame the fancy artsy School for Daring Advancement for that.
Obi laughs at his son.
Your manners, footwork and weapons work were supposed to be honed at that School; not your mouth.
Caine smiles back at his father.
No worries there! I shall do you proud at this year's Swallowtail Festival. Perhaps, even bring back some recruits for the Theatre.
