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Revenant

As my words tumbled forth, my gaze lingered on Roland. Something was different about him. His usual lean physique seemed to have blossomed, his muscles rippling beneath his tunic like sculpted marble. A wave of curiosity washed over me.

"Roland," I began, my voice laced with intrigue, "have you been... augmenting your physique?"

He met my gaze with a steady nod, a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Indeed, my lord," he confirmed, his voice a low rumble. "I've been incorporating some... additional training into my regimen."

"You caught a turkey and those rabbits wearing those?" I exclaimed, gesturing towards his impressive frame. "Remarkable! I wouldn't have thought it possible."

Roland chuckled, a deep, resonant sound. "I had to remove the weights from my feet for the hunt, my lord," he admitted, his honesty as unwavering as ever.

Knowing Roland as I did, a man whose dedication to discipline was as unwavering as the north star, I knew he hadn't relied on any shortcuts or mystical enhance
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