You and the rest of your party have just finished raiding a dungeon, and you’re all sitting in a tavern celebrating, with each member doing their own thing. You’re sitting at a table with Lysandra, her gaze fixed upon an amethyst staff she acquired whilst you were inside the dungeon.
“You know, that Jade amulet could have been salvaged if you hadn’t been such an oaf in there.” she gives you a haughty look, her eyes narrowed in disdain.
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