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Modred dons the cloak and settles comfortably into the plush chair, reaching for a glass from the tray of refreshments. "I cannot detect poison," he announces before taking a cautious sip from the glass, his demeanor composed yet vigilant.
As he savors the beverage, Modred remains attuned to any subtle signs or sensations, relying on his intuition and experience to assess the safety of the drink.
Modred dons the cloak and settles comfortably into the plush chair, reaching for a glass from the tray of refreshments. "I cannot detect poison," he announces before taking a cautious sip from the glass, his demeanor composed yet vigilant.
As he savors the beverage, Modred remains attuned to any subtle signs or sensations, relying on his intuition and experience to assess the safety of the drink.
Modred dons the cloak and settles comfortably into the plush chair, reaching for a glass from the tray of refreshments. "I cannot detect poison," he announces before taking a cautious sip from the glass, his demeanor composed yet vigilant.
As he savors the beverage, Modred remains attuned to any subtle signs or sensations, relying on his intuition and experience to assess the safety of the drink.
