Much to the chagrin of his father─the Lord of Anemos─the young heir has yet to outgrow the odd habit of concealing cudgels and using them to bludgeon anyone who dares question his merits. Thankfully, an absence of thew leaves his lively blows lacking.
By the Twelve, what a hideous, monstrous abomination! - The Impresario
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