[Kim looks out at the docks. Ships stand proudly as people scuttle around their hulls and across their decks, fine tuning them before sending them back out to sea. It's rigorous work, and he himself goes to bed with stinging muscles every night.
He's attempted to use their cantrips to prepare hot baths, but it's a work in progress.
Dextera, without the ability to immediately communicate with other dockhands, probably wouldn't last long, even under a less demanding overseer.]
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He's attempted to use their cantrips to prepare hot baths, but it's a work in progress.
Dextera, without the ability to immediately communicate with other dockhands, probably wouldn't last long, even under a less demanding overseer.]
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