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Before this whole debacle started, there were comedic theatrical performances conducted by a strange, gaunt looking man in a traveling wagon. His troop of similarly gaunt merry performers were a bit strange, and rather quiet, but while the people in the Asgarnian and Misthalin countrysides were skeptical, the man's cheery nature and reluctance to accept payment for his shows put many at ease. There were rumors, however. How did all those performers fit in that wagon? Why were they all so thin? Had anyone seen the host of the shows actually eat anything? And why did mages who watched the performances feel a slight itch on their skin while the actors were in sight? Since the wizard war, these performances have been more sporadic, with little to no notice in advance.

In life, Donte dedicated decades of his life to mastering the art of unraveling the fabric of spells in seconds, making him a valuable asset to ANYONE who can convince him he'll be safe under their care.