The Lore of Hedge Wizard Buttons of the Bastion

One cannot fight evil badly dressed, you know. A well-cut waistcoat, oxblood broques are standard. For a battle, it is best to come prepared. The calumnies of rogues say all adventurers, uncouth, unclean, unmannered, often fail. I disagree most heartily. My frog knows what I mean - triumphant justice is so dear to me that I have studied fire, and what it means to be consumed by flames. What if death is merely change and your burn transforms you to something pure and clean and magnifies your strength? I know not the answer until I pass through the sacred flame. If that is to become my fate, I will discover what it means to offer my soul.

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