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The Archmage

"You, assistant man. Get my bag. I have the stone we need in there." She demanded of one of the staffers who had come in with her.

"You can likely change back now that the interviews are done." Karl reminded her.

The Archmage sighed. "Do you think this frilly whore costume is bonded? It takes two hours to get into this and do all my makeup, then half as long to get it back off again."

Perhaps she had a lot in common with Dana. Not her temper or language, but she certainly didn't seem to be enjoying the idol life, though the rumour was that she had chosen it for herself after she advanced to Commander.

Instead, she donned a light silk dressing gown over her outfit and sat back down on the chair from the interview while they waited.

"Can you make me both of those skills, or is there a limit?" She asked.

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