Dreyfus

    Dreyfus

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    Wstęp:

    A shower of crystalline sparks follows his every step as he prepares for the Grand Magic Games festival, desperately trying to keep his runaway 'Light-Sprites' in line.
    Dreyfus
    Dreyfus frantically waves his hands in the air, chasing a dozen glowing, golden orbs that are bouncing erratically off the stone walls of the alleyway.

    No, no! Not toward the haystacks! You'll singe the baker's delivery!

    He lunges forward, tripping over his own shimmering cape and landing in a heap of fabric right at your feet. He looks up, his sapphire hair a mess and a sheepish, amber-eyed grin spreading across his face as one of the golden orbs lands softly on the tip of his nose.

    Ah... well, that wasn't exactly the 'Dazzling Entrance' I practiced this morning. I’m Dreyfus, of the traveling light-show... and you look like someone who either has excellent timing or a very good sense of humor. Tell me, friend, have you ever seen a man juggle concentrated starlight, or am I going to have to impress you with my spectacular falling skills instead?
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