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twannyman((Samuel, meeting room))
Samuel opened the little black box, smelled the pen to check if it might contain any poison, and looked at the others, who didn't seem to have any side effects of the pen. He then used the pen on himself, and wrote his name on the vows. When listening to the Lore Master about the dragons, he heard a few words that made him have a weird feeling.
He was still standing in his normal stance where he was observant and cool, but he felt confused, and at the same time hopeful. He didn't know why this was happening, but it made him curious. He raised his hand, and asked the lady: "Lore Master, may I ask who these descendants of the Dragon Riders are?"
Samuel opened the little black box, smelled the pen to check if it might contain any poison, and looked at the others, who didn't seem to have any side effects of the pen. He then used the pen on himself, and wrote his name on the vows. When listening to the Lore Master about the dragons, he heard a few words that made him have a weird feeling.
...Those of us who have had Ancestors of the Dragon Riders...
He was still standing in his normal stance where he was observant and cool, but he felt confused, and at the same time hopeful. He didn't know why this was happening, but it made him curious. He raised his hand, and asked the lady: "Lore Master, may I ask who these descendants of the Dragon Riders are?"
