#190507 - The circled ones were for fortitude… that was strength… magnit- and something unreadable, maybe size? The last was obedient. “Are you alright? I found you in the alchemist’s shop, passed out. He never liked his village, with the inescapable smell of manure, and stiff rules of the clergy.
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