"Oh yeah, it's pretty neat." Caduceus picks up the flute again to blow a shrieking note. As he lowers it, he looks absolutely delighted. "Got it from an enchanter in Rexxentrum. I think she was an enchanter. No clue actually."
And it doesn't sound like he's bothered by that. He turns over the flute absently.
"Nothing special about this, though. Just how it's made."
Caduceus turns his full attention to the man standing there, noting the way he's catching his breath and his general sense of unease.
"I don't think I've seen you before," he says after a moment. Something about the man makes Caduceus think he might not be a local.
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And it doesn't sound like he's bothered by that. He turns over the flute absently.
"Nothing special about this, though. Just how it's made."
Caduceus turns his full attention to the man standing there, noting the way he's catching his breath and his general sense of unease.
"I don't think I've seen you before," he says after a moment. Something about the man makes Caduceus think he might not be a local.