A man wrapped in layers of grey flesh leans out from the shadows of a booth in the back of this shithole bar. He says through scarred lips and a quarter smile:

"Everyone knows a full grown psycho-whale disrupts spellcasting for miles. What most people don't know is a calf separated from it's mother will latch onto just about anything with a pulse. The field's not as strong, but it'll slow a mage down long enough to shoot em in the head. Long as you don't miss."
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