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SEGMENT THREE: THE DANGEROUS LIFE

"''Never was anything great achieved without danger''."

'''10: New Plan'''

For Daiyu, the morning couldnât have come quickly enough. The sun
shone from outside her cabin window, and she blinked in the startling light â
even as she began to hear bumps from around the rest of the ship. Was it the
others? Probably. It must have been. Suddenly slightly afraid, she rolled out
of her bed â having taken one of the room that had an actual, physical bed â
and crept to the door. The footsteps grew louder. It had to be them. It had to
be them. She opened the door just in time to see Azura trotting past. She was
saying something â Daiyu wasnât sure what â and it helped her to relax. Yes.
Azura was out and about, and it was just the people she knew and trusted on the
ship.

Well, almost.

It was just as she had this thought that she caught sight of said
thoughtâsâ¦ reason for being thought? Did that make sense? In any case, the girl
that Loden and Iamos had brought back with them was walking down the shipâs
hallway. She was wearing the same clothes as the previous day â various shades
of white and grey, sophisticated embroidery, pretty-looking flats. She was
obviously very wealthy, which was only made more apparent by how she carried
herself. Her chin was turned up, as though she viewed the world by looking down
on it. Her arms were by her sides, not stiff and yet not swinging in any sort
of unsophisticated fashion. She reminded Daiyu quite a bit of the variousâ¦
other well-off people she had met. It was disconcerting.

And it also made her more curious about what had actually happened
the previous day. Loden and Iamos had been gone far longer than they said they
would, they hadnât returned with any food â which was a shame, as Daiyu had
become used to actually eating regular meals â and they had brought this
stranger with them. And where exactly had this girl come from? It would have
been one thing if they had found someone off the streets like her, but this
wasâ¦ this had to be explainable. She ''needed''
an explanation.

After waiting for a moment, letting the other girl walk past, she
silently made her way to the upstairs room, with the table. It was where, like,
meetings had happened previously, right? It made sense for someone to be there
now, if anywhere. Someone had to be planning to tell her and Azura what had
happened soon. But what ''had'' happened?

Before her mind could take her to any of the dark possibilities
she might have thought up, she focused on the sound of voices coming from the
top of the stairs she had arrived at. One was feminine, and shouting quite
loudly. She couldnât really discern the others beyond masculinity. Trotting up
the stairs, she was encountered by a sight that was either funny or scary. She
couldnât decide.

Azura was sprawled forwards onto the circular table in the centre
of the room, lying on top of it on her front â as if she had jumped forward
onto it. Had she? She might have. She seemed like the sort of person who would.
Her arms were stretched out, her fists grabbing onto the lapels of Lodenâs
jacket. Ah â Loden! He was sitting opposite her, looking somewhat panicked, as
the younger girl pulled him closer to the table. She looked up into his eyes
with her own (presumably â Daiyu was behind her, and could only see her head
rising).

âYou have to tell me!â She was saying. âTell me everything! I want
to know what happened!â

Loden seemed about to say something to her, but then he caught
sight of Daiyu, who had frozen at the top of the stairs, observing the scene.
He gave a startlingly lazy wave with one hand.

âHey, Daiyu.â He said. Azuraâs head whipped around to stare at
Daiyu, who began to feel very intimidated.

âYou want to hear what happened, as well, right?â She garbled,
tightening her grip on Lodenâs jacket. Both Loden and Daiyu winced, and the
latter held up her hands in what she ''hoped''
was a placating gesture.

âEven if I do, Iâm not strangling Loden over it.â She pointed out,
truthfully. âIâ¦ well, Iâm sure that Loden and Iamos plan to tell us what
happened. At least, I ''hope'' so.â She
trailed off. Could she have sounded accusatory, or otherwise implicating? She
hadnât meant to. Hopefully Loden hadnât taken it that way. She breathed in. She
breathed out. She continued. âBut we need to let them get to thatâ¦ telling
stage at their own pace, you know?â

âBut this is big!â Pointed out Azura, shaking Lodenâs jacket and
pulling him back and forth. âThere are four of us, and now thereâs five! Thatâs
a twenty-five percent increase!â Her eyes suddenly narrowed â whether in
thought or in anger, Daiyu didnât know. âPlus, that girl they brought back with
them looked weird. What was she wearing, anyway?â

It took a second for Daiyu to grasp what Azura meant. âDid you
meanâ¦ she looked rich? As in, wealthy?â

Azura considered this. Then nodded. âYeah.â

Daiyu considered this. She had looked quite wealthy, yes. Like one
of the people who would live in large estate houses or palaces, separate
themselves from the rest of society because they were able. Now that this
perspective had been brought back to her attention, her prime instinct was a
wave of curiosity. If this girl was one of those people, then the fact that she
had come back with the boys was all the more extraordinary. She found it
unlikely that anyone would be willing to leave that life behind. What had
happened?

âAm I interrupting anything?â

Daiyu gave a start and fell backwards â the girl was standing on
the stairs, looking across the room with an expression of what looked to be
schooled indifference, typical of the ones usually worn by people like her. How
had she managed to get so close without Daiyu hearing her? Had she just been
distracted? Her heart was thudding against her chest, and her fingers trembled
slightly from adrenaline. She licked her dry lips, and forced herself to calm
down. It was ok. It was ok. It was ''ok''.

âItâs you!â Azura stared at the girl as if she had just confessed
to a murder.

âItâs me.â Agreed the girl, walking past Daiyu â walking seemed
too ungainly a description, it was like she was effortlessly gliding across the
floor â and sitting down at the shipâs round table. She eyed Loden, wearily.
âArenât you going to introduce us?â

Loden rubbed the back of his neck as everyoneâs gaze turned back
to him.

âUhâ¦ yeah.â He sighed. âThe hyperactive one here is Azura. Sheâs
our youngest. And Iamosâ sister.â

Azura stuck out her arm, fist clenched and pointed forwards.
âWelcome aboard our ship!â Her mouth was set like an apple slice â upturned,
with implications of sweetness. The girl, after a momentâs hesitation, reached
forward and daintily shook Azuraâs arm up and down, in something of a one-sided
handshake. If anyone else had done it, it probably would have looked ungainly
and awkward. The girl, however â she still managed to look refined. As though
she were in firm control of the situation.

Loden rolled his eyes. âAnd, yeah, the other oneâs Daiyu.â

âDaiyu?â The girl repeated, rising from her seat to greet Daiyu,
who was hit with a wave of guilt for not going over to her before she had to rise.
âA pleasure.â

She held out a dainty hand. Daiyu tentatively grasped it in her
own, only to find it surprisingly firm â not only was her grip stronger than
expected, but her skin wasnât nearly as soft as Daiyu had thought it would be,
either. A very faint smile flashed across the girlâs face as their hands shook
once before the connection was severed. What was that all about?

âAnyway, this isâ¦ uhâ¦â Loden trailed off, before turning to the
girl. âYouâll want to do your own introduction, I presume?â

âYou presume correctly.â The girl said, a hint of teasing in her
voice. All of her emoting, Daiyu noted, seemed to be very reserved and minute.
Not that she was as emotionless as she might have appeared, but she had to be
supressing a lot. But why? What reason could she have had for having such a
tight grasp on her emotions? Unless she was simply naturally unemotive. That
was possible too, right?

âDaiyu.â A voice drew her out of her thoughts. âAzura.â Continued
the girl, making eye contact with each of them in turn before lowering her head
and speaking almost solemnly. âMy name is Motokami Ame Miyuki. I am the
daughter of Motokami Ame Ryo, the emperor of the Cheinise provinces.â She rose
to meet them again. âI am a princess of this land.â

There was a silence for a moment, and then Loden grumbled.

âI thought you may have wanted to keep that to yourself.â He
admitted. âNow matter how bad of a father your own may be â heâs still the
emperor, and youâre still the princess, so actionâs going to be taken to get
you back.â

âI would gain nothing by keeping my identity a secret from these
two.â Miyuki argued. âFrom strangers, I understand, but these are your crew. I
donât know how much time I shall spend here, and itâs not something that ought
to be revealed by someone else further down the line.â

She may have had more to say on that matter, but at this moment
her words hit their audience. Azuraâs intake of breath was so deep and sharp,
Daiyu couldnât believe that her lungs would be able to hold so much air. Then,
she began to speak.

âOh my God.â She began to say, grasping the table and jumping up
and down, several times. For Daiyu, it trod the line between endearing and
unsettling. âSheâs a princess sheâsaprincess''sheâsaprincess''-â
â she stopped, one of her legs still bouncing up and down. She indicated
wordlessly to Miyuki for several seconds with her arms, waving them up and down
in her direction. Her excitement was palpable, as though it were a physical
thing.

âW â whatâs it like?â She gasped, stars in her eyes. Miyuki seemed
â understandably â a little surprised by Azuraâs enthusiasm, but after a
moment, she relaxed, and let a full smile blossom across her face. Which was
odd, noted. Daiyu. Why was she now showing an emotion so openly?

âItâs nice.â She admitted, with the air of a parent or carer
talking to a child. Age-wise, this may well have been plausible, but the
illusion was slightly shattered by the fact that Azura was obviously the taller
of the two. Nevertheless, she spoke in a maternal-esque fashion. âThere are a lot
of expectations, and a lot of people watching, which can be hard. But you get
to see amazing things. And if youâre good, history will remember you.â

Azura nodded enthusiastically, head practically a blur as it moved
up and down. Was she taking it all in, or was it all going over her head in the
rush? Daiyu couldnât tell. The girl seemed to be enjoying herself either way,
though, soâ¦ oh well.

âDo people do everything for you?â She continued. Was she getting
even more excited? Her words were becoming less discernible as they shot out of
her mouth like cannon fire.

âSo often that you wish you could do it for yourself, after a
time.â Miyuki nodded sagely.

Was Azura even speaking words anymore? A high-pitched, excited,
exclamation was coming out of her mouth as she jumped up and down. Whatever it
was, it lasted for several seconds â long enough for Daiyu to wish that she
could cover her ears without looking rude.

ââ¦How are you here with us?â She eventually squealed. She was
quite the sight, hopping from foot to foot as she stared expectantly at Miyuki,
who was able to continue to patiently smile. What had brought on this change in
attitude? She had seemed soâ¦ uncaring, before.

Miyuki brought one finger to her chin, in a show of thought.
âWell, itâs a long story.â Her eyes flickered to Loden, and her smile grew a
tiny bit wider. âI suppose you could refer to it as a daring rescue.â

Azura gasped again, turning to Loden and back to Miyuki. âA ''rescue''!â

Miyuki tittered. âI am afraid that I cannot recount the entire tale
right now. There are some pressing matters to be attended to first.â She leant
forward, and stared Azura in the eyes. âBut I promise you, when I have the
opportunity, I will tell you the entire story. Does that sound fair?â

ââ¦Yes!â Azura fumbled with her body for a moment before sinking
into a clumsy curtsey. ââ¦My lady!â

Miyuki laughed again. âNo need for that, Azura. âMiyukiâ is alright.â

âOkay!â Azura nodded to show that she had understood, before her
gaze started flickering around. She began to bound towards the stairs. âIâm
going to go check on the engines again!â

âAlrighty.â Loden waved her off. âTake care.â

âSee you later!â Azura waved before vaulting down the stairs,
landing with a metal clang. A moment passed â metal clangs could be heard
getting ever-louder as she hurriedly ran back up the stairs. Her head popped
over the top of the floor, from where she hit Miyuki with one last sunshine-y
grin. âIt was really nice to meet you, princess!â

âMiyuki.â The princess reminded, smiling back in kind as she gave
a dainty wave. Azura nodded, then ducked down the stairs again. The sound of
her footsteps quickly faded. Without the girlâs presence, the room suddenly
felt very empty. ''Definitely'' a lot
quieter. As she listened, Daiyu realised that the ship must have landed again â
the hum that could be heard when in the air, which Daiyu had assumed was from
the mechanics of the engines, couldnât be heard.

Miyukiâs shoulders sagged slightly, and her face returned to one
of indifference. Had it all been an act, then? Daiyu found that she wasnât sure
whether that disappointed her or not.

âSorry about that.â Loden smirked as Miyuki moved back towards the
table and sat down again.

To Daiyuâs surprise, Miyuki smiled again.

âDonât be.â She said. âAs a matter of fact, I actually enjoy
talking to children and younger people a great deal.â

âWhy?â Daiyu blurted out before she could stop herself â
mortified, she slapped a hand to her mouth, but Miyuki didnât seem to take
offence at her interruption.

âSome of the most earnest people I have ever met have been
children.â She explained. âNo hidden agendas, no dark thoughts. They always
seem to mean well, and it is refreshing when they do not take everything so
seriously.â She waved a hand. âAdults are always overthinking matters, trying
to outwit and double-think one another into submission. Children-â she paused.
âOr maybe itâs not fair to call her a child. I donât know exactly how old she
is. But she has that quality of childlike wonder and innocence â at least, that
is what I see. In any case, people like her say whatâs on their mind. Theyâre
honest, and kind. After all of my experiences, itâsâ¦â she seemed to genuinely
search for the right words. âRefreshing.â She eventually decided.

âMakes sense.â Loden shrugged, before folding his arms as he leant
backwards in his chair. It was a precarious position, and Daiyu couldnât help
but worry that he might topple backwards, but he seemed confident enough. âYou
said that âpressing mattersâ needed to be attended to?â

âIndeed I did, prince of nonsense.â Miyuki declared, smiling at
him before schooling her face into a more intense expression of experience.
Prince of nonsense? Where had that come from? Loden wasnât reacting badly, soâ¦
maybe it was an inside joke? In any case, Daiyu dismissed the issue. It was
obvious that something more important was being discussed. âYou see,â continued
the princess, âIâ¦ well, no, Iâll start with this: thank you.â She faced the two
(mostly Loden). âThank you for allowing me to join you, or â at the very least
â tolerating my presence. That being saidâ¦â She turned directly to Loden, now.
âYou were right. My father will try to get me back, and he will be relentless
in doing so.â She sighed. âWhich is why we have to leave the country.â

âLeave it?â Loden repeated, sounding incredulous. Daiyu couldnât
blame him. It sounded like a drastic proposal.

âOnce we cross a border, we will be out of his jurisdiction.â
Clarified Miyuki, extending a hand in a placating gesture. âWhat were you going
to do with this ship? We could adjust it, or come to a compromise?â

âWeâ¦â Loden trailed off, frowning. Daiyu nervously viewed him,
then Miyuki, then decided to speak again.

âWe didnât have a plan, as far as I know.â She confessed. Feeling
Miyukiâs gaze turn to her, she flinched. âWeâ¦ we used the ship to escape from
aâ¦ from our village after it was destroyed. We donât have any sort of plan.â

Miyuki steepled her hands together and leant back in her chair as
she processed this, before leaning forward again to address her audience.

âAs empty as it may sound, know that I am sorry for what happened
to you.â She said, voice low and solemn. Daiyu nodded acknowledgement â Loden
said nothing. âButâ¦â She continued, âthis ''does''
mean that you can leave the country. Technically.â

There was no immediate reply. She sighed.

âBelieve me, I want to stay. It is important for me to interact
with, and understand, the people of my country. But if my father catches me,
this will have all been for nothing. He will take me back to Phek-Kai, and
place me under heavier guard than before. This is my only chance to see the
world.â She turned to look towards the ceiling, as though she were speaking as
much to herself as her audience. âI am the caged bird that has fled the cage.
Someday, I shall return. But the knowledge and experience that I could gain by
prolonging the inevitableâ¦!â She trailed off. The words remained unsaid. To
Daiyu, at least, her point had been made. But the decision wasnât hers. She
turned to Loden, who shrugged.

âDonât know if itâs our call, to be honest.â He admitted. âWeâll
have to check with the others, to see what they think. Butâ¦â He stopped
talking, and raised his head to meet Miyukiâs eyes. The two stared at one
another with a certain intensity. âMiyuki, I get it. And I think that we can
give it a try.â

There was no overstated celebration, and no dramatic embraces. But
Daiyu was still able to sense from Miyuki a feeling of palpable gratitude.

âThank you.â She dipped her head humbly, the power of the two
words resonating with Daiyu and almost sending shivers down her spine. Loden,
for his part, simply winked.

âNo problem, princess.â

<nowiki>**********</nowiki>

Two hours later, Iamos finally awoke from his slumber. Upon
hearing a groaning from the room that he had claimed, Daiyu wandered to the
door and gently tapped on the metal. She was met with a sleepy âYeah?â

âYouâre awake, then?â She asked, trying to keep the tremor out of
her voice. As much as she wanted to befriend Iamos (and, to a certain extent,
she ''had''), there was still that
underlying current of fear from when the had first met. How little effort had
it taken to trap her? Could he do it again? What else would drive him to it?
Granted, it was mostly irrational. She had discerned enough about his
personality by this point to understand that he would never do something like
that without good reason, and that he felt no ill will towards her. But there
was still a small part of her subconscious that could only view him with fear.

ââ¦Yes.â He said, before opening the door. He blinked wearily as he
itched the side of his chin, where a thin layer of stubble had grown after days
of neglect. He â he wasnât wearing a shirt. ''He
wasnât wearing a shirt.'' Daiyu clapped a hand over her eyes as she felt heat
rush to her cheeks. Was he okay with that? Had she crossed a line? Had she
invaded his privacy?

âYou alright? Didnât you want something?â Iamos continued to talk.
Either he couldnât detect her embarrassment, or he didnât care. She exhaled
sharply through her nose, making a snap decision to bite the bullet.

âAre you alright with me seeing you without a shirt?â She managed
to say without gabbling or choking up the words. She couldnât see Iamosâ
expression (still covering her eyes), and there was a petrifying moment of
silence before he replied to her question.

âItâs fine. I donât mind.â

She uncovered one eye, spreading her fingers apart across her
face. âAre you sure?â

Iamos nodded, looking down at himself before â was he meeting her
eyes? No, not quite, but it was still jarring to see his gaze relatively in
line with hers. He was, she decided, looking past her head. Not quite eye
contact, but there was something notable â and somewhat flattering â about the
effort that he appeared to be making. âIâm not really bothered by that stuff, I
guess. Apparently, when I was younger, Rainer had to keep reminding me to put
clothes on, because it wouldnâtâ¦ uh, it wouldnât register with me.â His face
visibly fell, and Daiyu winced at the mention of the old man. They still had no
idea if he had survived or not.

âSoâ¦â She tried, awkwardly, to fill the silence. âDoes it
embarrass you at all?â

He shrugged. âI guess I grew into a little bit of
self-consciousness. But people just seeing my chest doesnât bother me.â He
frowned, suddenly. âWait, does it bother you?â

âHuh?â She was taken aback by the change in the conversationâs
direction. Did it bother her? âI â I mean, I didnâtâ¦ I didnât want to embarrass
you, that was my main worry.â She stuttered.

âDoes it bother you?â He repeated in almost the exact same tone,
only he placed a bit more emphasis on the question.

âAâ¦ a little.â She admitted, blushing again. âBut only because Iâm
not used to it!â

Iamos almost stumbled over himself as he backed out of view,
poking his head round the door whilst hiding his torso. âIâm sorry.â

âItâs ok!â She gasped. âReally!â

âIâm sorry!â He said, again, before shutting the door with a
metallic clang. Daiyu stood stock-still in place for a moment, unsure how to
react, before dragging her hands down her face in mortification. Her toes had
curled inwards inside her shoes from the embarrassment. She must have stood
there for several seconds in a semi-petrified state before the door opened
again. Iamos reappeared â this time, the purple shirt was slung over his chest.

âIâ¦ just realised.â He mumbled, now looking down at the floor (as
usual). âYou, uhâ¦ you wanted something, right? Was thereâ¦ was there a reason
for coming to see me?â

ââ¦Yeah.â Daiyuâs voice was a whisper. For her part, she couldnât
look him in the eyes either. âItâs about where weâre heading next.â

Iamos sighed, as his body began to lose tension. She heard him
inhale, then exhale. âYeah, alright. Makes sense. Iâm the pilot.â He
straightened up again, clenching his fists by his sides as he rose to his full
height, as though he were shrouding himself in confidence. He turned to Daiyu.
âSo, uh, where ''are'' we headed?â

Daiyu recalled Miyukiâs words. â''we have to leave the country''â, she had said. But Iamos wasnât one
for change â she knew that now, she thought. How would he reactâ¦?

She was jolted out of her thoughts by the sight of him staring
intensely at her. His eyes were actually making contact with hers. A deep
cerulean, like an ocean, they had an indescribable piercing quality. It was as
though she were being stripped bare, removed of all secrets or lies, and her
soul was in his sights. She shook her head to clear the thoughts. He was
speaking.

âYou donât want to tell me.â He said, frowning. âIs it that bad?â

He couldâ¦ tell? How she was feeling?

ââ¦We have to fly out of the country.â She admitted. âSo that
Miyukiâs father doesnât take her back.â

Iamos closed his eyes. For a fleeting moment, his face contorted
into something painful, but then it relaxed again, and he opened his eyes again
â though they werenât looking at her any more.

âI figured it was something like that.â He admitted. âAt least, I
figured weâd have to pretty far to get away from the Emperor. Did everyone else
think itâs a good idea?â

Daiyu nodded. âAnd, once weâre across a border, we wonât be under
his jurisdiction.â She repeated. He nodded back.

âGot it.â

The next thing he did was to pull a fast-becoming familiar piece
of parchment from his pocket, tied up in a bright green cord. His masterâs map.
Unfurling it to its full length â the size of a large scroll, or thereabouts â
he held one end in either hand, stretching the whole thing out until it filled
up most of his vision. Daiyu watched, expectant. Suddenly, Iamos said with such
an authority and clarity that it made her jump:

âMap. Show me the quickest route to the nearest national border.â

A very faint scratching to be heard, like distant pen over faded
parchment. Daiyu didnât have a proper view of what was happening, but she could
see dark shapes appear on the other side of the map, implying that something
was being drawn on the front. What was happening? She stepped back, both
figuratively and literally, to examine the map in a new light. Though she
wasnât sure what was happening, she believed that she could guess. Was the mapâ¦
changing based on Iamosâ instructions? His wants?

Did it have something to do with the man from the village? Daiyu
remembered Iamos saying something about the map, as though it were important.
Then she remembered the fire, and then she shuddered, breaking herself out of
her memories. Iamos was already marching ahead. She almost tripped over her own
feet following as they made their way to the cockpit. Iamos wasted no time in
sitting down in the pilotâs seat, positioning the map on top of some dials so
that he could see it. Daiyu sat beside him in the adjoining seat.

âIamos, are you sure about this?â She asked, coming to a sudden
realisation. âYouâve been doing a lot of flying already, donât you want to-â

âWhat time is it?â Iamos interrupted. Daiyu obediently peered
through the cockpitâs glass at the sun.

âIt looks like early in the afternoon.â She said. âDo you think
youâve gotten enough sleep, then?â

âIf itâs the afternoon, then Iâve slept for upwards of twelve
hours.â Iamos revealed, flicking switches and pulling on the wheel that seemed to
control the shipâs steering. The Origin jolted to life. The hum of the engine returned
â a constant, soft background noise. âIâm good to go.â

Before Daiyu could say anything else, Iamos tugged on the wheel again,
and slammed his leg down. The Origin began to drive forwards before lifting off
into the sky. As Daiyu clutched onto her chair to balance herself, she suddenly
noticed a button she hadnât observed before. Frowning, she edged her finger towards
it. What if it was dangerous? What if it wasnât? She pressed it before she could
change her mind. It brightened up a colour, but nothing happened.

âWhat did you-â Iamosâ question was cut off as it became apparent what
she had done. His voice should have only been in the cockpit, but now they could
hear it from outside the room, booming down the corridor. If Daiyu had to guess,
it would be carried all around the ship.

âI think itâs to let you talk to everyone at once.â She revealed, in
wonder. Her voice, too, carried everywhere at once. The Origin, it seemed, still
had surprises in store. Just what kind of vessel was this?

âCool.â Iamos muttered, before speaking louder. âOkay, everyone. After
consideration of a passengerâs requests, we are heading for the nearest border â
once weâll cross over it, weâll be in an area called the âIcy Wastesâ. Rough estimates
are that itâll beâ¦â He frowned. âAt least a couple of days.â

He glanced towards the horizon, and his frown turned into something
lighter. A confident smile that Daiyu didnât think she had seen on him before.

âBut weâll get there.â He assured them.

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Foes and Heirs: Segment Three: The Dangerous Life - Revision history

Haroldosaur: Final chapter of the segment!

Haroldosaur: SEGMENT THREE IS FINISHED

Haroldosaur: IT'S FINALLY HERE

Haroldosaur: Given what's happened recently, a narrative of fear and sadness came to me, uh, relatively easily. On the plus side: more Foes and Heirs, yay!

Haroldosaur: Things are happening. Quite quickly, actually. Hmm.

Wiz Ardon, the Peculiar Enchanter: Adding categories

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