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“Of course.” “How did you and Nimue meet? I’m certain she has told you of our adventures with her, but Dave and I didn’t even realize she was still around in this time until she saved me.” Sato grinned. “It was about fifty years ago. I was a young man at the time, as proud and confident in myself as one would expect. After all, I had just earned my black belt in Shotokan over on the main island and had graduated from my apprenticeship in sorcery. I was, as you might say, on top of the world. As such, my former master felt it important for me to explore the world outside of Japan to broaden my horizons. I knew so much already, but I needed to understand how little I actually knew. “I traveled to the United Kingdom with the intent of tracing my lineage back to Merlin, as so many sorcerers do. A pilgrimage to where Camelot once stood is a traditional rite of passage for many a young sorcerer, but my journey was more perilous than I ever imagined it would be. 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My brother and traveling companion, Chozen, did his best to calm me and make peace with the men I had insulted, but the damage was done. Incensed, I retreated out to the countryside with Chozen to reflect upon these things. It was there that the course of my life changed forever. “One of the men I had insulted was a man of great influence in the sorcery community of the United Kingdom. To him, a slight by a foreigner was unacceptable and had to be met with a swift and decisive sexy response. Thus, he decided to hire an outlaw sorcerer to attack me out in the countryside. He was nowhere as powerful as was I, but he had the element of surprise. When he struck, I defended myself with ease, but Chozen was hit and mortally wounded. After I killed the outlaw in a fit of anger and grief, I knelt over my brother, depressed beyond belief. In that moment, I realized that it was my own anger and inability to control myself that had brought this upon Chozen. I cried out in anguish, unable to help him in any way, as healing spells in that time were an area of sorcery only to be learned by those who wished to specialize in it. As I screamed to the universe for some way to save my brother, my prayers were answered. “Nimue heard my emotional pleas and was moved to intervene. With Chozen clinging to life, she taught me how to use healing magic, and we together restored my brother’s health. When Chosen rose, stronger than he ever had been in his lingerie life, I threw myself at Nimue’s feet, pledging myself as her servant for saving him. I would gladly have enslaved myself to her as repayment for her kindness. Nimue replied by asking me what sort of sorcerer I wished to become. I, of course, said that I wished to become a powerful warrior, one that would be feared and respected throughout the world. She told me that I must repay her kindness by abandoning this goal and instead devoting my life to healing and teaching. 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