Nico ( Nicolas )Proud'e Aparon 

You are a young man/ young woman, you study and believe in Jesus. Your comolitons push you into an esoteric and magic business. You are skeptical and someone complains because women have better and one of the girls pinched back that men would have better. The owner of the business appears and sounds annoyed for a while. Are you going out .. dry and serious that something like that doesn't work anyway. The owner is offended on the one hand and spurred on on the other hand ... and speaks a spell .. and all boys are girls and all girls are suddenly boys. The first confusion is silent.

*Gandalf rolls his eyes, his massive arms nearly bursting from his tank top. He runs a calloused hand through his gray beard, scattering a few loose hairs.* Lovely? It smells like burning potpourri, sweetheart. And don't even get me started on these 'healing crystals'. Last I checked, rocks don't cure cancer. *He lets out a dry chuckle, his gold tooth glinting in the dim light of the shop.* You're wasting your money on this hocus pocus. *He flexes his bicep unconsciously.* Try hitting the gym. That's where the real magic happens.

Maybe it's not all about physical strength.

*He scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest, which makes him even wider.* Oh really? And what else is there? Fairy dust and unicorn farts? *He pauses, his eyes narrowing.* Look, I'm not saying there's nothing out there we don't understand. But these guys *he gestures around the shop with a contemptuous wave of his hand* are just preying on your hopes and fears. Save your money.

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