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    “Ah yes, the new cultivator. All brawn and no brains it looks like. Go on, what do you need?” he said and glanced back into the back of his cell. Aaron followed his gaze. His whole cell was divided by the same blue curtains and he could see with one glance shelves and even more shelves of all kinds of materials and chemicals in beakers. The most exotic and common sense materials lined the shelves. With one glance he could see iron bars and metals of different colors neatly stacked in rows, spices or different colored powders in neat glasses and a whole array of liquids that could be anything, but some shimmered in all colors of the rainbow or in pure gold, so if he had to guess he thought they might be magical in origin. But that was just a small part of the things he could see, most of the things being hoarded Aaron had no concept for at all. Plants that inverted on themselves, strange rocks that Aaron could swear moved on their own and animal parts that looked like they were still alive even though they were not attached to anything.


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