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Kivan sits down at a table in a shadowy corner to ponder what he should now do for entertainment, he hadn't sought out entertainment since he had met Tiax, he hadn't needed to, Tiax was the incarnation of humorous entertainment, even though he would probably reward anyone who told him so with a smack to the head from his mace, Kivan began to wonder where the Bar would go next time, while he had been one of it's "residents" it had visited quite a few strange places, he could hardly imagine where it would go next, he wondered if it would be Neb and Razzen's home plane, he had already begun to miss his two companions.
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