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[waxwings]

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"This is Ed. Leave a message."

[He absolutely has vocally advertised his services repairing/creating things for people. Drop him an inquiry.]

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[defaulthawke]

Stephen thought it was The Force. Binding everyone together, keeping us looping back to each other.

[It's made more sense than anything else he's ever heard.]

It's been about four months, ish. Three and a half.

[waxwings]

[Okay, Ed's experience with the term 'The Force' is from Star Wars talk and he's not entirely sure these two things are related.]

I can only hope. There's someone I've found a few times over the years, she's not here- thankfully, but we'll find each other again, we always do.

[More importantly though, sweeping that emotional shit under the rug.]

You had a job? What kind of work were you doing?

[It's a little hard to wrap his mind around after the context of no one being able to work in Zhautas. The place was enough to make him stir crazy.]

[defaulthawke]

I was a bartender and did jobs gathering magical ingredients in the forest for gold.

[They were dangerous woods, okay.]

I only got pollened a few... handfuls of times.

[waxwings]

Pollened?

[Just going to quirk an eyebrow over that one.]

That anything like what was going on in Nevrione?