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Seriack
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Seriack sat lazily behind his counter in his shop. He had been sitting there for hours now, waiting for a customer to enter. He had been working here, in the capital, for quite sometime now, but he had never really had too many customers. Not many wanted to read old tomes on magic, as it was weird to them. While he sat and waited, he played with some of the magic he had learned, lighting and snuffing out a candle from across the room. It was a good exercise, but he could do so much more... He just didn't want to do it in the city, let alone his shop... Who knows what he might accidentally do?