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    In Elizium I found a home.

    Do not believe what they say, the tales are all exaggerated – there is magic to be found, sure… for the right price. 

    No one sleeps at night here. The dusty streets are filled with the wraith-like folk from dusk to dawn, and no one ventures forth into the sunlight. There are too many truths to hide.

    We are desperate here. You can see the once-finery; splendid jewel toned stained glass now obscured by filth, awe-inspiring architecture eroded by the ill-educated hands of the rabble. Once fine storefronts are now boarded over, their wares abandoned for cheaper pleasures.

    No sane person stays in Elizium for long. 

    This is where I belong.