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Sir Adams (born Cecil Adams 26 years ago) Was the youngest child and only son of a successful human spice merchant and his elven bride.  His six older sisters provided Cecil with the correct amount of sisterly torment that can only befall a hopelessly outmatched younger brother.  He had some difficulty finding other playmates as he would quickly  outgrow his still-immature elven friends, but would get just as quickly passed by his human friends.  He was also too rich to play with the laboring children, but not rich enough to play with the children of nobles.  Mostly, he just learned to roll with the knockabouts that come with having numerous

The Audit It was six hours after his shift had officially ended when Murdoc Nicalls finally got to stumble in to his humble chambers.  His eyes, weary from pouring over five hundred, forty-six and one-half pages of tiny rows of numbers contained in the church's annual material component expenditure report finally, gently, and slowly closed, releasing him into the merciful grip of sleep.  The ugly forces of taxation had reared their villainous head, and, while the church itself was exempt, the attached University of the Unseen was being audited this year, and as a result every available member of both staffs was being called upon to cooperate