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"I think you are losing your nerve, Lorkax," the copper dragonborn joked. "What's the harm in a bunch of cards?" "This isn't just a 'bunch of cards,' Hezire," the white dragonborn protested. "My family has told stories about this item for generations. A single drawn card could lead to great fortune or certain doom. They called it the Deck of Many Things." "Riches or ruin, hm?" The shadar-kai pondered for a moment. "Surely just a single draw wouldn't hurt." "See? Quizana has a point there," Hezire insisted. "We'll each just draw one card and will never touch it again. Fair deal?" Lorkax rubbed his hand over his muzzle. It was pointless arguing with Hezire; he knew that more than anyone. After a moment, he relented, saying, "Fine. But ONLY one each. Understood?" Herzire's ocean-green eyes lit up with excitement and Quizana smirked satisfactorily. The white dragonborn carefully pinched the top of the deck and quickly pulled out a card. On the card was the image of a