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Damien walks through Vanima, unusually wearing his heavy robe closed even there. He does not sleep nor eat much lately, and even though in peaceful lands, he leaves the impression to be vigilent all the time. His face seems hollow and troubled, his eyes a little red and with deep rings under them, obviously from the lack of sleep. Neither his eyes nor voice leave the impression of emotional aspects, seemingly usual to him since lately, like he also does not show much sign of felt tirement or hunger. Every early morning he can be seen practicing with several different blades or unarmed, for many hours, starting a few hours after midnight and ending in the early afternoon, as if preparing for some possible cause, exercises after exercises. He also seems to spend much time meditating in Vanimas woods lately.

A few days later, Damien returns from his practices early. He opens the box and throws every weapon inside he wears, as well as his armor. By doing so, it can be seen that he is thin, as if having not eaten for a long while. He looks totally exhausted with deep eyerings and his skin looking somewhat grey. He puts on his robes, and starts to meditate for hours and hours.

Another few days later, Damien arrives in Vanima. He wears his robe, but without wearing the hood, and he seems in a very good mood. His silverish eyes glitter with a certain humor, and he hums a lighthearted elven melody browsing through the books in Vanima's library shelves, juggling with an apple with the other hand.