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Upon opening the Holy Hannah’s doors, his nostrils were immediately kissed by the delicious aromas of hearty food. This small kiss only left his nostrils unsatisfied and hungry for more. Using powerful wind wizardry known only to these strange facial features, the wicked nose captured as many fair aromas it could reach. The end result was a loud snort that drew unneeded attention from nearby patrons.

Feeling the awful burning sensation from the surrounding unseen gazes, Magnum strolled forward with a sheepish sorry expression plastered on his face. As he walked towards the bar he swore he could hear ghostly whispers all around him. Newcomer. Pfft. The replacement dumbass is here. Who the hell is he? Mmmmm…. That face he’s making is so cute! Magnum did his best to ignore both the voices and the eyes surrounding him.

That's when he spotted an animated rope doll waitress moving about with a grace that shouldn’t be possible for a walking bundle of rope. Completely enchanted by the living construct, he followed it with all the curiosity of a child. The doll didn’t seem to mind the strange man-child tailing behind it as it slid to it’s destination. Other people however did. They displayed their disapproval with soft insults and light physical contact. Magnum couldn't care less at the moment as all that mattered was the marvelous creature in front of him. Once the doll finished delivering a certain trio of roast boar specials his need to satisfy his curiosity finally got the best of him. Trying his best to block it’s path his green eyes sparkled with excitement as he began to blurt out questions. “What are you? Are you sentient? Can you understand me? How were you made? Did someone make you? If so, who? Is it magic that’s keeping you animated? Do you have a name?”

The only acknowledgment the doll gave Magnum was that he was an obstacle needed to be passed. As it tried to circle around him to continue with it’s duties, it accidentally brushed up against him. Upon contact it briefly stopped before gravity took notice and dragged both the lifeless doll and the dishes it carried towards the earth. The noise of shattered glass filled the room signaling all those who wasn't already watching him or were just ignoring him to shift their gazes on him. A most heavy silence followed the crash.

At least one of his questions were answered: that doll was animated by magic. Magic he accidentally destroyed. Just as he purified that handmaid of life, so too did his enthusiasm flee.