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“Never heard of that place, but we’ve been pretty isolated for years now.” Anga studied the medallion with interest. Magic wasn’t a foreign concept to her, but when it was tied to something that pretty, in certainly catches her eye.

Vereganna returned with a fairy battered looking fedora with a faded blue band. In contrast a bright, red flower rested on the brim. She handed the hat to Anga, who passed it onto Clay. “I’m guessing you’re leaving now then.” The green-haired woman remarked.