—Hmm... Hmmm... M-m-m? —the familiar man pondered deeply. —I had many meetings this summer, but for some reason, I don't remember ours, which would be strange, although considering my misadventures, it's to be expected that I might have missed it. My name is Klyn, so let's be acquainted, just in case. And I'm glad I guessed, even if there was a good reason for it. —He extends his hand, demonstrating a descending stream of icy energy. —I am immensely glad to meet another follower of the Baldurian teachings! But let's get to the point, meet my companion, Sanexa. Tell us, what price can you offer now for those who thirst for training in the eight great styles, and perhaps you have discovered some secret techniques for those who have already completed their path. 😉
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-- The probability of living is close to zero, and I don't really like considering fantastic scenarios. Thirty, however, I don't perceive as old age in any way, rather as an age that is not expected to come. Don't think, however, that I am a melancholic, and that I am deliberately hastening my demise with my craft. No, I just try to live in such a way that it is interesting, and everything else is a consequence.
-- If, however, those very 0.0001% chances do materialize and old age really does come, depriving me of my favorite pastimes due to my health and mind... I will remember the good things that happened to me before that.
"It shouldn't be harder than the trials I've already successfully overcome."
-- And how is it with you in this regard?