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[Behold: a bed in a stone-hewn bedroom. A bed full of sheets and rather more quilts than are probably necessary. There is movement under the quilts like the beginnings of an earthquake. Something rolls out from under the quilts and onto the floor, something small and blonde and wearing fluffy red pajamas.]

I'm awake, Sarge...ugh. I'm up, I'm up. [Kefka sits up and rubs his face. He looks tired, and his hair is long and tangled.] How am I expected to get up when there's nothing to get up for? At least being in the military meant I had a proper schedule.

[Then he notices the floating camera.] Hey! Community book! [He jumps up and tackles it, sending the screen blurring red and grey and blonde. When it recovers, Kefka's set the book up so it can face him on a white vanity; the table is covered with cosmetics.]

[Kefka picks up a brush and waves it at the camera.] You have to stay here so I can talk to you, you naughty page-flapping phase-clapper! [He pauses, then adds matter of factly:] My connection to the community is alive, so I have to make sure it's paying attention to what I say or it'll fly off and ditch me for a few months like a very very bad flying book monster. It looks like a lot of you are new, so let's get some introductions going!

I am Sir Kefka Palazzo, formerly of the Gestahlian Empire, currently god of the world of Woolsey. [He bows.] I'm bored out of my mind because it turns out 90% of being a god is doing upkeep to make sure the world is running properly, make sure the monsters are fed, blah blah blah I need something to do. If you need a fighting companion, new armor or weapons, healing supplies, miracle cures, et cetera, I can provide it for a reasonable price! Or we can talk! Talking is very reasonable and I want to know all of you new people. [Beat.] Talk to me now. Do it.

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True, true. What do you have in mind?

I'd like to see what you're actually capable of doing, before we discuss details.

Firaga. [ Kefka creates a large orb of fire, then lets it hit his own hand, burning it.] Curaga! [In a sparkle, skin knits his hand back together so that it's as good as new.] How's that for a start?

[He chuckles.] I wouldn't have required you to harm yourself but, it's impressive.

And what of your price?

Depends on what you've got. Ultimately, if you don't have anything else, you need to go screw up fate and change the course of destiny.

You'll be changing what one man believes to be his destiny. [Edgar's more of a "make your own" kind of guy.]

That'll do it. Do you have any opera recordings or jewelry of unusual quality?

Both of those are quiet easy to get. The opera is still quiet popular in my time, if you'd prefer a live show.

Good. Do you have anything magical on your world?

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That isn't quiet as possible.

The magic's not quiet?

Ah, I meant that while I can get you the jewelry and would happily help you attend an opera, I'm not able to provide you with magic items.

Ah! Understandable. Do you have any books on the history of magic on your world? And would you like to place an order for some magic items now?

There's very little magic in my world. It's a big ordinary when compared to a lot of worlds here.

But yes, I'd be very interested in changing that. What magically items would you have?

There's items for healing ailments both physical and mental, armor and weapons of unusual quality, and animals and the accompanying instructions on how to feed and use them.

Animals? I assume you don't mean the kind found on most normal worlds.