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Thayus the Mad
A Wasted Elemenstor with only a passing grasp on reality. Often spends his afternoons on the plateau that neighbors his own with a young orphan named Nym, whose head he fills with tales of monsters and battles.
Thayus sat whimsically in a field of tall flowers. He waited for Nym to return with the
huckle fruit so they could get on with the process. Before the sun set three more times, every last
Slime Beast on the plateau would be wiped out.
Nym returned with a handful of the black berries and his face smeared with the juices that were a tell-tale sign that not all of the picked berries made it this far.
-Tales of Yorn
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