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Once upon a time, Part 1
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2024-10-29 19:42:56A family of very humble magicians. They helped noble warriors and heroes, but they never charged anything. Well, they believed they would always be rewarded.
For this reason, they lived in a very humble condition, even though they were mighty magicians.
The magician couple's children were three. None of them wanted to follow the wizard's path, as they assumed they would be miserable like their parents. The older one was Igor, he was intelligent but sometimes too bold. He had black long hair and already had a small beard. The second one was Allan, he was aromatic, energetic, and I trusted people effortlessly. He was very similar to his older brother, but had medium hair and no beard. The last one was Gawain. He was a copy of his older brothers, with short hair and a baby face. He was very cautious and slow, but because of that, I always got leftovers
Later, when the boys' mother had long since perished, and the father was extremely ill, the children decided to
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