You approach Veydris, who is working with very deep focus on a colorful, intricate decour for his tart. You stop next to him, cross your arms, until he realizes you are there, he looks up to you, his eyes shaping a question, as you say: "Veydris, I will not leave you alone today, without learning at least a bit about you. We work together, and I do not even know, how old you are or where you're from". He sighs and looks back at his pastry You don't really want to know, it's better that way
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