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Draw all the things! Day 13 β€” Guard

He’s always at the top of the city’s ‘best-ranked bodyguards’ lists, in-demand not just because of his superior skills with broken hand-me-down swords, but because he’s incredibly magic proof. Over the years, he’s tacked on old prayer rags, blessed scripture, discarded monks’ robes, and favorite pages from books to ward off any minor cantrips. You once asked him why his skirts are so big, and he said 'because they’re full of secrets.’

He found a cuirass once in a cursed temple and put it on for the hell of it. It turned him into a bird for three years and won’t come off, but left him able to stare down a typhoon generated by six warlocks without blinking. His prices are exorbitant– only one or two seers in the whole country can afford him. 'Gotta pay for the birdseed somehow.’

“Hey,” he says, as you approach him. “Got an appointment?”

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