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(Not done yet!)

"I am," Azulius courteously shook the tiger's hand. "Finally, I can put a face to the name I keep hearing.  A pity we couldn't meet under happier circumstances.  But once we get your revenge, I promise we'll have a proper welcoming." Everyone had told him that Estellia was the Platonic ideal of bubbliness, given human form and painted with stripes. She must have been close to Laelia.

The magician turned towards the dropship with a small frown. A "lack of legroom" always bothered him more than most, since most of Azzie's above-average height was arms and legs. But since the scene of the crime was in Vale itself, the discomfort would be short lived.