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Ten’s best friend and partner in crime. They run an illegal potion ring together and spend their days traveling across the land in an old patchwork caravan selling less than legitimate products
But while Ten specializes in all things that sometimes seem to have a mind of their own, Anlow’s satisfied just peddling their awful excuses for wine and potions. Sometimes he swears they work like the label says they should
cheeky lad!! Has a smile like a scythe and wields it like a weapon of mass destruction, although the worst he’ll do is sell you some overpriced wine with magical properties that’s actually just grape juice he bought from the market. He’s secretly very alarmed by compliments and prone to fits of stutters and blushes whenever he gets flustered, which isn’t very often, mind you. Otherwise he tries very hard to keep up his charade as some suave, cool merchant who could sooner seduce the legs off a chair than wear something so last season, although he’s secretly got a heart and a moral compass in there somewhere
