[Basil]

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Whispers slither throughout the lands.

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Peasants gaining minor fortunes of wealth over night. Scholars and researchers mysteriously coming into the possession of mystical items they sought to research to explore it's wonders. Alchemists suddenly finding strange ingredients to create their perfect brew, artificers finally getting their hands onto metal not found in the markets... just the final pieces they need to make their magnum opuses and great crafts of the forge.

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Small miracles performed throughout to the needy and the wanting, to have the things they'd never be able to reasonably get their hands on their lifetime.

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Perhaps strange coincidence, though rumors point to a more tangible and darker source.

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That these miracles of wealth or resources of magical power are drawn from the depths of a terrible beast's lair, gained through bargain by dealing with their Voice, Adamai.

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Blasphemous and heretical sayings surely, to deal with black magic is unforgivable sin... so some say. But no one needs to know what deals are struck in the shadows, others challenge. Especially for one's own sake, to have what they need.

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It is only a letter away to bargain for wealth or materials of potential to serve whatever whim one wants to, just one letter to Adamai.

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Where is the harm in bargaining after all? If it means to have what you want?
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