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Vlad

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Vlad sighs, resting the blade of his gargantuan sword in his other hand. He had not mistaken the elf's broken speech as a stylistic choice. Now that he heard her explain a complex concept he could recognize it as the speech of an outsider attempting a secondary language. How long had it taken himself to adapt to the common speech of the high cities? "I hear your words. You think you can cure me and you want to make a deal. Fine. Tell me what you want in this jungle. Are the ingredients themselves the goal or something else?"