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An exasperated sigh comes from a corner of the room where a dark figure rises, having just finished studying a book. He closes it quickly, letting the snapping sound linger about him for a moment before he slides it into a haversack. A muttered voice of admonishment seems to come from a gleaming mithral longsword slung across his back, but he simply shakes his head and pulls a hood up, barely hiding his red, cracked, ugly skin from the room's light as he strides towards the exit, a single word on his lips as he passes Suhalia.
*sigh*
"...children."