Ceara
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Give me just a moment to make the charm, and... Done!
Hey, Marrec!
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Ceara
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Er, um...
Well...
(Ceara shoves the charm toward Marrec.)
Here, take this!
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Marrec
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(Marrec dangles the charm in front of him, bewildered.)
Thanks, but, uhhh, what is it?
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Ceara
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It's a charm made with red fur. It's, uh, dangerous out on the
battlefield, so I figured...
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Marrec
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Ah, I get it. I'm sorry but...I'm not a redhead.
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Ceara
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WHAT?! You're not?!
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Marrec
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It used to be, as a kid, but my hair's much lighter now,
it's closer to--
(Marrec turns to you.)
Hey! Did you ask me about my hair color so Ceara could make this?
You should've just told me! I thought you were trying to trick me
into removing my helmet!
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Marrec
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But now that I get what the two of you were up to,
I'll accept this charm with gratitude.
I'm not a redhead anymore, but it's the thought that counts.
Thanks, Ceara.
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Ceara
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(Ceara looks like she's about to burst into tears.)
Whatever, don't talk to me ever again, Marrec, you big jerk!
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Marrec
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(She storms off, leaving a puzzled Marrec behind.)
Ceara! Ceara? <Fiona>, what just happened? What's up with her?
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[[File:{{{npc}}} (NPC Icon).png|text-bottom|35px]] [[{{{npc}}}]]
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You received the title: Really Ignorant.
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[[File:{{{npc}}} (NPC Icon).png|text-bottom|35px]] [[{{{npc}}}]]
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You learned the Story: Marrec's Secret 3.
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