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Hargen doesn't feel any particular effect – only his sanity strengthens.
-- This is Ask, the first of our people. He died fighting against the wind spirits who wanted to kidnap his wife, and, amazed by such courage, the gods turned him into a tree so that he could continue to stand, unwavering, guarding the northern wasteland.
—An interesting story. Immovability and peace – what more could a human soul desire? —thoughtfully turning the ring, he says. —..Perhaps, just some drinks. To Ask.