Lord's Rest Inn

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*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA 2 LITERS OF COCA-COLA AND CHEEZ-ITS AND IM ROCKING NOW....*

 *Great to hear!!! How are you friend (other than caffeinated)*

Raphael is tending to the sick *Lore notices that they contian no scares from the battle*

Meroving/Ani is calling down lightning

Throden is baking a cake

 Lore is sitting outside, tracing the veins in her arms. 

Tidus is curled up, napping and purring quietly. 

(I am fine, just sad.)

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 He shrugs. "It is what it is. And you should."

 "I would, if I had the power. As I have said, I am a very minor god." 

 Theren smiles a bit. "You know, just because your a minor god doesn't mean your not powerful."

 "Of course not. But what is a god with no disciples? Or no clerics? Few believe I exist, and so I only can change a few things."

 "Maybe i can help ya out."

 Sivran gestures to the altar from where he sits. "Go for it." 

 Theren places his hand on the altar, closing his eyes, letting himself connect with it

 The reassuring feeling he felt earlier seems to resonate and swell, and the mist he sees with truesight flows further away from the base of the altar. When he turns back to look at Sivran, the dryad is dressed in slightly nicer robes and has a grin on his face. "Another believer."

 Theren nods. "I could be one of your clerics...if needed."

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*Hello people*

Raphael is tending to the wounded

Throden is baking

Meroving/Ani is raining down lightning

Theren is sitting under a tree, looking at peace.

Lance is tending to a wounded owlbear.

Nick is munching on an apple while wandering around

 *Meroving senses a disturbance in the force*

Ani walks over to them, waving. "Who might you be?"

 Theren smiles a bit. "Theren. Who are you?"

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*Hello people*

Raphael is tending to the wounded

Throden is baking

Meroving/Ani is raining down lightning

 Barachiel stumbles over to him. "I remember you. From before."

The Solar studies the angel. "I can accept as such. My memories are not as great as they should be. What is your name, again?"

 "Barachiel. But my memories are not great as well. I thought you were a deva."

 They nod. "I was. And please," Let us talk about such matters over telepathy. "these people need not trouble themselves with such things."

 *How do I turn italics off its really buggy for me* Fine, how have you been, old... friend.

 *control I again*

I am adequate. I am nearly done with these villagers, healing and accompany them. Soon, I shall rain down judgement upon the Clones, and all shall approach perfection.

"What do you know of medicine?"

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*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA 2 LITERS OF COCA-COLA AND CHEEZ-ITS AND IM ROCKING NOW....*

 *Real!*

Theren is sitting under a tree, looking at peace.

Lance is tending to a wounded owlbear.

Nick is munching on an apple while wandering around

 *I miiiiight bring in my 1700's necromancer.*

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 “Not when tis smile is fake. I am here to feed my pups and prepare cenam for me amicos.” He picks one of the pups and speaks to them in a language you don’t know, but you do catch the name Fenrir.

 (May I perhaps suggest waiting in the main room and leaving the kitchen for the hired staff?)

 “And might I suggest you don’t use my powdered owlbear claws.” He grabs a spice that you believed to be salt and was going to use. “They may look like any other spice, but this is anything but.”