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a fruit elf on the Howling Mountain
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"Nope!"

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"Well, humans and one elf now, I guess."

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"Guess so."

They've reached the castle by now and are navigating the corridors; they pass by a dining hall, which has a huge window with a stunning view of the lake.

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"Your castle's really pretty, by the way."

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"Thank you! I'm proud of it."

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"Oh, did you make it?"

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"Yep. And have been improving it ever since."

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"Ooh, how long ago?"

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"I was twenty-six when I moved up here."

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"Wow."

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"Hmm?"

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"Mostly the fact that this place makes way more sense as the product of three millennia of development but with a dash of curiosity about things that're probably none of my business."

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"Which things?"

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"Why'd you move, is that when you became immortal, how are you immortal..."

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"The story of my misspent youth! I was an imperial prince, my prospects of ever inheriting weren't looking good, I tried to take over, fucked it up very badly, realized standing in the mageblasted ruins of the imperial capital that I hadn't really wanted an empire to begin with, and decided to find out what I really wanted and do that instead, and it turned out to be this."

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"That's pretty impressively disastrous! Why were your prospects bad, least favored of the proverbial three sons?"

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"Nope, only child, but in those days we had fountains of youth and healing all over the place and my father didn't have any exciting hobbies."

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"...Fountains of youth?"

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"Mm? Yeah, why?"

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"Most forms of birth control aren't very reliable when you have a lot of partners not interested in cooperating with them and my immortality isn't heritable."

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"I can almost always catch it before--before it's really a baby--and the immortality doesn't cover them while they're in the womb, either, but--

I've carried to term six times in my life and given the child up each time because I couldn't bear to raise a son or daughter and then watch them wither and die."

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"—the original fountains still work, in the old capital—mind you, the old capital is a clusterfuck of ancient magical hazards—"

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