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He was a strange dark little thing.
I agreed to take care of him for my good friend Tremoc.
Where he got him from he never told.
But I travel a lot and I was glad to have someone help carry my things.
He had a little black bag that he had with him everywhere he went.
And any time things got broken, he would pull out tools and magical things from his bag and fix them.
Where ever we go, people call us Phinspear and the goblin.
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