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"We chose Blackrock because, one: there is no big government around that would to much of a problem to the Demimraches work, Two: because this is a sparsely populated area, so no one would look here offend enough to disturbed Demigr- the Demimraches building, three: and this is a bit for me, there is little to no magical presence here, meaning that I would be basically unmatched when it came to a magical duel, and when your the Demimraches best mage, and the only one who could take him in a 1v1 fight, it helps not to have a local mages guild try to get in on your skills." he let it sink in for a moment and looked back at her, "As for why I..well...saved you, it was for two- no three reasons." He took a breath and began again, "The first one is that I was told to gather anyone who would, or could, help us. The second was because I could see you being useful to me and the Demimarch. As for the third reason....lets say I was impressed that you were able to move like that...and for the slightest of seconds I could see a spark of manna in you." He got up and stretched his legs, and walking around the tent, picked up his gear, and handed her hers. "I think we are gong to need this in the future, I have to report back to the damn floating ball, oh and don't worry about your wounds, bandages are of my own enchantment, should heal faster then normal." He lifted up his felt hand and spoke, "Why don't you introduce your self, Lysa." the Pocket watch that was his Grimorie let out a sigh and spoke lout enough for the girl to hear, "Hello miss, I am Lysa, other wise known as the Astil clock, or the freemasons pocked watch. Magical artifact, Middle sister to the other two Astil Grimorie, and currently in service to master Warren here."