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Firian
Bard held up the black ring, inspecting it in the sunlight coming in through the windows. “What do you think, Fir?”
“It’s exactly like all the other ones. It’s great.” Firian tapped a fingertip against his own ring.
Firian had thought Bard would be ecstatic to pick up his Master ring, but he had spent the last few minutes asking the elderly jeweler questions and inspecting it for flaws instead. The tiny shop had a sharp metallic smell that grated on his senses.
He’d been on edge since last night, when he felt a surge of panic coming from Kiria. When he couldn’t find her in the Unreal, unease had followed him and made him irritable. Though he would know if something drastic had happened, her fear still unnerved him. She wasn’t a Tanyu, but she wasn’t often afraid. He would ch
