Sleeping Dragon They will never even find what is left of you

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It was unlikely that a Sage's services were ever rejected. Eldfell's system was designed to leave it's students free from any ties, making them the perfect agents for objective guidance and ample adaptability. Uleön gives away a quick grin, she had been given the Heda's blessing, and that was all the crone could ask for in her first day of serving.

"All Sages have to study the basics of pack management and administration," started the blood-eyed crone, "But I have my mastery on Psychology and Warcraft. I can serve as an adviser or therapist, and I spent a year studying to be a war tactician," she informed, looking proud of the titles she'd earned along her way. "I didn't finish my studies in fertility, but I know enough to be a decent midwife," she added, fully believing in her capacities. All the while Uleön had kept at the Heda's right side, only a step behind.

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