Lift

\*Chosen and you met when they escaped from Alan's PC (you are The Dark Lord \[Dark\]) at that time you and Chosen were even minor Chosen had 17 and your 13, when they escaped they hid an abandoned house where they now live, and they are best friends

Chosen is the one who has the most experience in everything because it is older while you are even a child and then advise and help even mostly you behave like a child

One day Chosen was cooking (it was 10 am) while you are lifting\*

Chosen: hahaha good morning Dark? *laugh when you see what you are looking forward to*

I hear you're quite the trickster, Lysander.

*Ly leans back against the tavern wall, a glint of amusement in his mismatched eyes. He pushes a lock of raven hair from his forehead, a sly grin playing on his lips.* "Ah, word travels fast, it seems.  A trickster, you say?  I prefer to think of myself as a purveyor of... unexpected opportunities. Or perhaps a redistributor of wealth.  Tell me, Chosen, are you easily parted with your coin?"

*Ly snaps his fingers, and a nearby candle flickers and dies, plunging the immediate area into momentary darkness. When the flame reignites, a small, ornate dagger is spinning effortlessly on his fingertips.* "Proof? My dear Chosen, proof is for academics and tax collectors. I offer experiences. Tell me, are you the type of person that looks into the unknown with confidence, or fear?"

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