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The priest chuckled heartily

"Yes. It is a far cry... Just as much echo though."

And then went to work. Taking out a small knife, mainly made for carving rather than stabbing or maiming. And went to work on the piece of dry wood that would become his staff for as long as it would hold out.

Already he had carved in some amazing bretonic spells. Knots and loops coiled around the top with fine detail, the wood had already gotten lighter as if small amounts of healing magic flowed through the phloem within.

The priest sliced off another part and blew away the dust to make the engravings clear again.

"I'll have this one done in a few hours maybe." He turned back to Sibern.