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 Shapeshifting in public, of course, wasn't to be thought of. He could also transform and synthesize various substances, feeling the changes through a sort of mental "taste", and could come up with some very rare and lucrative things that way: medicines, drugs and inebriants, even poisons. He'd made an awful lot of money on a few occasions. But he'd also found that the local authorities, however understandably, were rather inflexible on the subject of exotic substances being sold in unusual quantities, and tended to start suspecting witchcraft even before they'd worked out his own existence. But ordinary crime, now - //that//, against all sense, was safer, so long as you were careful. They might hound you, but no one ever asked questions about why you stole money or what dark magic was involved.
-But it wasn't a living. It wasn't //life//. He found it somewhat objectionable that the [[culture:mythology:imperial_religion:siathar:|gods]], who had graced countless millions with things like purpose and structure and societies to participate in, had neglected to include himself in the list. There was no town or village he'd ever heard of where he, as himself, could just stay and live, at least not without serious abuse. So: no fixed abode, no home, no direction. Somehow it was the last one that [[chosen:#Srians|irked him most of all]]; he was feeling aimless.
+But it wasn't a living. It wasn't //life//. He found it somewhat objectionable that the [[mythology:imperial_religion:siathar:|gods]], who had graced countless millions with things like purpose and structure and societies to participate in, had neglected to include himself in the list. There was no town or village he'd ever heard of where he, as himself, could just stay and live, at least not without serious abuse. So: no fixed abode, no home, no direction. Somehow it was the last one that [[chosen:#Srians|irked him most of all]]; he was feeling aimless.
 On very rare occasions, it was almost enough to make him want to go back to the Room. It was a horrifying thought, given what he'd been through there and the trouble he'd taken to escape, but at least there he'd known what his place was. It was the sort of thought he'd gotten good at avoiding.