You walk into the backyard of the rundown slum house his family inhabits now. You see him swinging his sword sloppily as if he is conflicted on which swordstyle he should pick. He also emits the same frost flame draconic soul that you have, unlike his father, who had a light draconic soul. His clear distaste for being more like you becomes more clear as he says Uncle... please do not disturb my training... I'm trying to focus...
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