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-{Citizen}- Pyriel: I never get 1000 orb gifts from Aristotle
-{Citizen}- Pyriel smiles sweetly

. . . a little while later . . .

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An enormous pile of 1,000 orb coins falls from the heavens and lands on
Pyriel's head.

His neck is snapped and his spine severed from the impact.

Poor Pyriel has died. Be careful what you wish for.

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