"I can take a non-magical weapon, and dip it into the lava. Then, when I pull it out, it will be aflame, and this flame will never be extinguished. It does not come cheaply, but if you wish to purchase this treatment, you may."
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augm@blad
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"We efreeti do not use physical weapons ourselves." He holds up two hands, with huge steely claws. "We have no need. However, some pay us great tribute for our magical augmentations to their blades."
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weap
0
"I am a weaponsmith. Such is the reason I am here."
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skill
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"Mighty mages often enslave us, for our skills. These mages, when we get to them, suffer greatly for their temerity. It is the sad and eternal way of things."
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value
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"We place great value on our magical powers. Unfortunately, others value them too."
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magi@race
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"We are creatures of sulphur and ash, lava and fire. Heat is to us as water is to you. Upon heat we thrive."
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efre
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"We efreeti are an old and magical race, and sometimes we must practice our skills."
It bows at the waist in greeting. "I know not who you are or of what you seek, but I, Balorus, welcome you to my humble home." He has calm, formal, heavily accented speech.
There is a stone island protruding from the magma. An efreet, eight feet tall, frighteningly muscled, stands on it with crossed arms. He watches you calmly.
