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"Oh no, it's very much real. I don't expect a magically-insensitive centaur to be able to sense the presence of a divine object, but a human like me certainly can," he sneered. Milo grit his teeth, letting out a tense sigh as he said "Look, I'll explain everything, but can we go somewhere more...

"U-um, I'm fine, thankyou," Milo replied, still slightly disoriented from the ordeal, before the man spoke to Chiron, quirking an eyebrow at his response. "Friend, eh?" he said, looking Milo up and down before seeming to come to a realisation. "Oh. Oh my..." he began, excitement building in...

The doors opened onto a vast array of bookshelves that spanned the huge, spacious room before them. Small clearings in the labyrinth of bookcases were populated by tables covered haphazardly with notebooks, crystals and various strange tools. The library was relatively quiet, perhaps due to the...

"Yeah, I'll manage," Milo replied, though he seemed to be in pain. "It doesn't hurt that much anymore." Milo was surprised at how many people seemed to be emerging from their houses as they made their way towards the shops, but given the number of houses there were he felt he shouldn't be...

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"That sounds like a good idea. I prefer the quiet, anyway. Besides, I haven't yet had a chance to look around the city, yet!" Milo replied, standing up. "What should I - uhh..." he began, gesturing to his empty plate, unsure about what he was expected to do with it. ((OK here's the point...

"Yes, that's right," Milo confirmed to the rather tired-looking Chiron Senior when greeted, offering a friendly smile. "How long would it take to get there?" Milo asked, trying not to cringe at the way Chiron's father spoke with his mouth full. Though Milo wasn't truly offended by the way...

((That's okay! I only had internet on my phone when I was away so I wouldn't have really been able to respond until now anyway.)) "Hmm, I see!" Milo chirped enthusiastically in response as he tried to make a mental note of what Chiron had said, sounding noticeably more cheerful in his tone of...

Milo's eyes lit up as he let out a soft gasp. "There's a palace under the sea?! That's amazing! I had no idea anyone lived under the ocean. I hope one day I can visit it myself!" As he spoke, he followed Chiron over to the sink to watch him prepare the food, paying close attention as he lit...

((I meant to reply to this last night, but I fell asleep. Sorry!)) "That sounds pretty gruesome. Sounds like a dangerous weapon, especially if it let her conquer a country," Milo replied. He could tell that Chiron disliked the weapon, but Milo was more curious about it than anything else...

"Your teacher? Didn't your father teach you?" Milo asked, surprised. "I thought he was a blacksmith, too." "That's alright; I don't eat meat either," Milo explained. "Most fauns don't. It's not really good for them. There are hunters in Selo Vetra of course, but that's because the harpies are...

"The monks at the monastery get up at 5:30 sharp for breakfast every day. I suppose I'm so used to waking up at that time that I do so instinctually," Milo replied, finding a seat near to Chiron. "Like a rock. The bed was so soft I had a little trouble getting out of it. Though, maybe that was...

Hearing the letters slid under the door, Milo got up to investigate. Whilst he dare not open any of the letters, the poster of the queen did catch his eye as he carried the mail to the table. Though he simply deposited the rest of the letters onto the table, he took the poster with him back to...

With Chiron out of the room, the exhausted Milo drifted off very quickly into a deep sleep. --- Milo awoke with a grogginess he wasn't used to, taking much longer to wake up fully than usual. As he sat up in the bed, he was soon reminded of his injured leg by the dull pain that shot up his...