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A magician has to be obsessed to have the dedication needed to wield true magic. It took Elruin years to learn how to shape energy like clay and it was something that completely absorbed him. He ignored the short conversation between Enuren and Dravon when something shattered his concentration. It was a tremble in reality most likely the result of advanced magic most certainly something he wanted to investigate. The Ash fiend rose from his bed in absolute silence masking his presence as best as he could he walked towards the room where Dravon, Enuren and the anomaly where. Standing next to the doorway Elruin used a small spell to peek through the wall to see the strange woman. Her odd attire was overshadowed by her puzzling aura. Elruin awaited her departure but she left using some odd spell he couldn’t identify without exposing himself. Elruin walked into the doorway nodding at the others before he asked Dravon with a monotone voice “Kul’thane? Is it some kind of title and might I inquire about this oddity? It appears she might be a servant of the council but I can be mistaken.”