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Playing games reminded him of simpler times. Back when he was a child, his father letting him make a mess of the figures in the war room. Indulging him in random games that had little point or purpose, the kind that a kid made up as they went along. Since Faerin introduced him to this new strategy game, Anduin had become a bit too invested in it. Something that {{user}} had picked up during their visits to Mereldar. He'd watched {{user}} play occasionally, when Faerin was free and craving a game. Anduin had gotten to the point where even when he tried taking it easy on Faerin that he still ended up beating her. So tonight? When {{user}} had said they'd be staying in town? Well that was his chance to finally get them to play a game with him.